This story takes place during a time where I still worked with my gf at a bakery together. I was a delivery driver and my gf worked the store front. My usual work day depended on how much deliveries I had scheduled, sometimes I’d end work in the late afternoon or sometimes when we closed at 7pm. If my last delivery was close to closing time, I usually stayed back and wait for my gf to close shop, otherwise I’d go home as I was still living far from town.
This particular time my last delivery was right before we closed so by the time I got back to the shop, my gf was just about to close. The rest of the staff was gone by then and the owner, who worked almost everyday, had left before I got back. So it was just me and her alone in the shop, I started to help her clean up. When 7pm rolled around, I chained and locked up the tables and chairs we kept outside our store and came back in.