A few years ago, I worked on a sports talk show that was produced in New York City.  There were three staff editors; 2 on the day shift, and me on nights (4pm to midnight).  Usually a segment producer would stay and work with me until about 8pm or 9pm, and after they left I'd finish whatever we'd been working on and cut stuff for the following day's taping.

Before I took the job I'd never worked nights, and was a little apprehensive about it, but it turned out to be excellent.  I spent the last three or four hours of each shift working on techniques and effects without the distraction of people coming in and out of the edit suite or a producer on the phone behind me.  It was my last staff job before going freelance, and it was one of my favorites.

One night the producer I was working with, Steve, had an invitation to see a New York Rangers hockey game at Madison Square Garden with his future father-in-law, who was (and is) a prominent TV news anchorman.  Steve was nice enough to ask me if I minded if he took off earlier, and I said that was cool.  The Garden was right across the street from the studio, so I knew I could call him if there were any problems.

As it turned out, I was able to get a ton of work done, cutting a flashy :25 intro for a guest, a full set of in and out bumps for the show, and about 25 b-rolls.  Steve called me in the break between the 2nd and 3rd periods to see how I was doing, and this conversation ensued:

Steve: Any trouble?
Me: Nope.  I'm getting a ton of stuff done.  How's the game?
Steve:  Awesome.  I'm sitting next to Tim Robbins and Susan Sarandon.
Me: [expletive deleted]
Steve:  Haha!  Thanks again, dude.  See ya tomorrow!

Steve was very happy with the stuff I cut, and because he's a good guy, he made sure I got recognition for it.

This was the crew photo.