I had a guy, a cook, offer me beer at his house after work when I was about 14 and I didn’t realize he planned on raping me after, but he was very very drunk and I escaped. Long walk home tho.
I worked at a restaurant as a busboy.
After work, at 2 or 3 in the morning, everyone hung around for a beer and laughs before heading home.
None of the gay waiters ever hit on their co-workers.
My first job was shoveling snow at the seniors residence.
One time, a 70 or 80 year old (??) resident invited me into his unit. He was feeble and frail and gratefull for my work keeping the snow off the sidewalk. I figured he was very lonely. But, you never know with certainty!
The pedo’s and pederasts ruin human interaction and kindness for all the normal folks.