I worked overnights at a small gas station and convenience store in Halifax, Nova Scotia, for about seven months back in 2012. I’d worked for the new owners of the station for about 5 years at that point, helping them run their Tim Hortons stores they owned, including the one that was inside this particular gas station.
I was from a small town in Nova Scotia. A place that I never really had to worry about going out late at night, or being safe if I decided to be out walking in the early morning hours. Even though the neighborhood I lived in in the big city was known for its drugs and crime, I never really got the idea through my head that I should have felt unsafe there.