I've worked at places that pushed the "family" angle to guilt you into longer hours and extra shifts. The messed up thing was the big boss of the place knew what he was doing but the managers below him genuinely believed it and thought it was normal to have no free time and be constantly drained, they had their own clique of alcoholism and issues and never questioned why. Or if they did question after a particularly bad shift or an egregious fucking over with holidays or whatever they would be back under the thumb in a week. They never understood how I could just be a turn up and leave, no extra guy, they just couldn't see what the job turned them into. I don't mean to sound like a lazy slacker but it was a crappy minimum wage job that had its sights firmly set on obliterating your work life balance if you could be relied on, it creeped me the hell out watching these people become like the Stepford Wives of the pub world. I really hated the fact that I was, in a sense, looked down on because I had clocked what they were doing and would play along only so far.