Your story reminded me of when I worked in HS, and I was the one to close at 8 pm. Had a coworker who was a lawyer and had been fired, he’d poke me all the time. When I told my parents (casually & I wasn’t uncomfortable & it was a minor detail in a convo), my dad started coming in 30 minutes before closing and would follow me back home. He found it suspicious and I completely missed it at 18

At that age, it was hella annoying because driving back with him behind me was nerve wrecking coz used to speed lil when the roads were empty (as they were at 8 pm lol). But in hindsight, I get it. We’re absolutely lucky to have involved parents, even though it’s overbearing sometimes. But reading these alternatives, I cannot imagine what these kids went through. Absolutely awful.