*bursts into spontaneous applause*
I'm currently working as a dishwasher at a restaurant. Tuesday night, it was so insane with people stopping in for dinner after/during their holiday shopping that I didn't get a chance to eat until after clocking out. Even though one of the cooks came over to unload for me after the dinner rush ended, I still ended up staying half an hour past my scheduled clockout time to finish up. If he hadn't helped, I probably would have missed my subway home.
NOT looking forward to the closing shift Friday and double Saturday, I can tell you.