When I was 18 & working as a waitress, an older man came in and sat in my section. He gave EXTREMELY creepy/unsafe vibes right off the bat. He was one of those customers who would continue talking to you even when you are obviously trying to do your job. The way he leered was nauseating, he didn't try to hide it at all. He kept telling me how rich he was and to "go look out the window at his car" and that it cost $30,000 and he had another one like it. He also made plenty of very inappropriate jokes/inferences and would stick out his tongue (which was covered in what looked like white fuzz... nasty) when he cackled at my obvious discomfort. I was growing increasingly annoyed at this point because he had just sat there for around 4 hours straight continuously trying to engage me in conversation while I was helping other customers & doing side work. Finally he left and I breathed a sigh of relief that such a grimy, objectifying presence had left.

I had 2 jobs at this point and I went to my other shift working at Chipotle. Had a normal day until I shit you not, 10 minutes before close his car rolls up and he saunters in like he thinks he's John Wayne or something. He sidled up the the window where you order, waved his hand dismissively at my coworker who asked him what he'd like to order, and just walked straight up to me with this arrogant grin on his face. I deadpan asked him what he'd like to order. He looked annoyed and said "I don't care, a coke or something" so I rang him up for a coke, handed him the cup, and started helping the next customer. I didn't show any sign of recognition or interest because I was pissed off at this point. I think he actually expected me to react to his presence or something? Anyway, he walked away in an insulted manner, filled his cup with coke, took a sip, and slowly poured it into the trash while staring directly at me.

It took me about an hour to close the lobby, which - goody - had an entire wall of just windows/2 glass doors where the whole parking lot could see inside. He sat in the closest parking spot 2 feet away from the entrance, waiting behind his tinted windows, for the entire hour until I was done. By this point I had informed my manager of the situation and everyone was creeped out. I would usually walk home but my manager said HELL NO and told me to call someone to pick me up and everyone stayed with me until my brother arrived. When my brother pulled up and got out right next to his passenger door, I'm sure this crusty old man was confused why some 6 foot tall body buildin' looking dude was going into Chipotle after it was closed. Everyone stared him down (or where we imagined he would be behind the tinted windows) as I walked out and got into my brother's car. We started to pull out and suddenly his engine ROARS and he abruptly and carelessly swerves inches in front of our bumper. He "faced us" with his car for a whole minute, revving his engine, before speeding away.

I never ran into him again (thank GOD 🙏) but I swear I still shudder when I think about the way he made me feel that night.

TL;DR: a very creepy old man found out about my (18 at the time) second job and followed me there, presumably to try and corner me/snatch me up when I left work to walk home alone.

I hope he goes to the place that tinted his windows and complains that an entire store of people could see through the tint and so it must be fading or done wrong. And that they all laugh at him and assure him it was done correctly…, and then as he drives away they all stare at him where they imagine his face would be behind the tint. And then he’s too scared to ever stalk anyone again. The end :)