I used to work graveyard. We worked 10pm to 8am. Sure as fuck we got drunk after work since everything about that job was miserable. A woman that worked with me in the digital booth lived 5 blocks away. So at 2am we would take our lunch break and go to 7/11 and grab a bunch of beer and then drop it off at her apartment.
The thing is that where we worked we couldn’t afford to live. (she was a manager and could afford to live close to work) I had to spend 3 hours on the bus to get to work and back home. And it was the same for everyone else that didn’t drive.
So it slowly turned into about 6 of us just living at her apartment during the work week and morning drinking and bitching out our bosses.
It was one of the best times of my life.. But for the wrong reasons.