Anyone who has worked retail knows how this story goes. You're weary after a long day of interacting with hordes of people and glad for the respite that closing the doors offers.
As soon as you've turned the key, a wild Karen appears... peering in through the glass door or a nearby window desperately trying to lock eyes with a wayward employee in order to ensnare them and pull them into their clutches. If this fails they will launch into a siren song to the chorus of "Hello? Anyone in there? Why can't you help me?".
Usually this ends with management having to get involved to avoid an absolute shipwreck and explain to the expectant how opening hours work.
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