Me and my two night shift buddies work all kinds of fucked up, differing schedules. However, there is 1 constant: All 3 of us get off at 6:00am monday morning. We have started walking across the street to the QwikTrip, which is a gas station chain concentrated mostly in the southern USA, and grabbing some hot dogs. Then we'll sit outside and watch the sunrise and chat it up before dispersing. It's really quite lovely, I am fortunate to have coworkers that I can consider friends, and if it weren't for them I probably would have left this accursed job a while ago.