way way back, I opted to take over as manager of the overnight crew (basically a crew of convicts and half wits) as they unloaded trucks and stocked shelves in a pretty large retail store. It actually wasn't bad working 9pm - 7am 5 nights a week -- but one of my roomates thought me awfully strange when i'd get home from work, at 7:30 am and they are pouring coffee and drinking oj and I'd crack open a beer... (it was my dinner time...)
i actually loved that shift, because I no longer had to interface with both customers at christmas or with my idiot boss... and the convict laborers made really good coffee...
and were incredibly protective of me.. which was sweet... in a strange sort of way... even after they saw me lose my temper more than once..