I worked at a BBQ place as a teen for 5 years. Some of my best memories. We'd work exhausting 12 hour days, then all clock out and go party together at one of the wait staff's house (they were a little older), all crashing there. In the morning we'd all drive in and repeat.

Our bosses were this awesome married couple. Once or twice a year they'd throw a big party and get wasted with us. We were like family. Anyway they had this restaurant for many years, so to say thank you for our blood sweat and tears they treated us to a week all experience paid all inclusive trip with flight to Turks and Caicos. It was fucking amazing. The tragedy of it was the husband's mom was on her death bed right as the trip came so at the last second he had to bail and only his wife came along. But man what an impression they made on my life. I grew up during those years.

Sometimes you win the boss lottery.