Back in my single days I worked at a 7-11, and worked both Thanksgiving and Christmas shifts. Back in those days, 7-11 was the ONLY place that was open on the holidays, and they paid triple time for holiday workers, so it wasn’t that bad.
Worked at Kroger on Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve. Due to seniority, it was required. No additional pay or benefits, just slammed the entire time with a bunch of irate customers.
Worked at Panera on Christmas Eve. Slammed, but people were a little bit nicer than at Kroger’s. Sold out of literally everything. We weren’t allowed to accept any tips. No benefits, no extra pay.
No.
Check back with me two days before any holiday.
In the Navy I often worked both. When I was single, I would often arrange to swap duty with one of the married guys so they could have the day at home with their families.
Now I never work either, as the store is closed both days. I do get seven hours pay for both, even though I don’t work. (There are a handful of other paid holidays during the year. As a full-time employee, I get seven hours pay if I don’t work the day. If i do work, I get time and a half - plus the seven hours. Can’t afford to turn down time and a half, so I always work those holidays…)
I worked most holidays during my 40 years. My husband, now is on a set schedule, his crew works every Thanksgiving, Christmas Day and New Year’s Eve. It’s a pain for them to trade, why would anyone?
We just celebrate on a different day. I do miss going out on New Year’s Eve.
Worked at a gas station when I was a teenager that made each person work a 4 hour shift alone on Christmas. I had someone start a tip jar for me! Then I was an assistant at a vet clinic that did boarding … holidays were peak times. At least I did the 7-11 shift on Christmas day so I was done early. Worked at a restaurant over NYE once. As an underage busser it was kind of lame. This year I’m at a vet hospital that’s staffed 24 hours a day. I work NYE 8a - 6p and am on call the day after Thanksgiving.
ICU nurse. Same story. I have worked a smattering of Christmases and Thanksgivings. Time and a half on those days, and free meals from the cafeteria–but my unit tends to do potluck lunches for holidays.
I’ve never been a fan of my family’s gatherings, so I never minded working the holidays. Now I have a husband whose out-of-state family expects him to visit occasionally, so I’ve had to adjust to working around a holiday sometimes.
To echo others, the doctors usually make a big effort to discharge as many patients as they can pre-holiday, so the load tends to be light. That’s the rule. There have been exceptions, and those days tend to really be horrible–the hospital’s running on a skeleton staff so resources are limited, and nobody wants to be there anyway.
Would I willingly do it again? Yep. I’m required to work a certain number of holidays per year anyway. This year I chose Thanksgiving and Black Friday.
As a young lad in Texas, I worked at a place that paid two-and-a-half times normal overtime pay to work on those two holidays. I always jumped at the chance.
I’d rather work a non-retail job than brave the crowds on Black Friday any time (I tend to plan my late November so I can avoid stores altogether on Thanksgiving weekend).
A lot of jobs I worked at had overtime or double-time or even double-time plus another day off for working holidays, so most people, including me, were happy to do it. I’ve never had kids or a family that NEEDED me to be there though, so…
And restaurant jobs don’t play extra, but the tips are usually worth it 
One Easter brunch, I made 300 bucks. 
Of course my feet didn’t recover from being in heels for 12 hours straight for a month, but it was almost worth it.
In tv news I have worked probably 70% of major holidays. It is what it is.
Some extra pay, occasional extra time off, classier stations cater a dinner, often the employees will potluck (which is a lot of fun, actually) and comraderie and good cheer all round. Most times they are quiet days with lots of football preempting the shows.
I did really want Thanksgiving this year since it will likely be the last of a many decade family tradition of dinner at my aunt’s farm, but alas it is not to be.
I worked in a movie theater during my senior year of high school. My boss scheduled me to work a double shift on Christmas, from an hour before the first show started (usually noon) until closing, around midnight. So, I got to enjoy Christmas morning with the family, and then off I went.
As it turns out, it was pretty busy. Apparently a lot of people like going to movies on Christmas day; I guess they open the presents, diddle around with their new stuff for a bit, then look at each other and say, “Well, now what?” “How about a movie?” It wasn’t like “big movie premiere weekend” busy, but it was at least as busy as a regular Saturday.
I worked in a Pet Store for many years. When the store was closed for a holiday of course we still had to go in and look after the animals. I always volunteered to do holidays by myself - it would take twice as long so I’d get more of the time-and-a-half pay. The only time I regretted that was the one Christmas when our dumbass manager accepted 10 German Shepherd Cross puppies with diarrhea 10 days before Christmas, knowing full well that I’d be in by myself on Christmas Day and Boxing Day. Stupid bitch. I have never before or after seen so much shit in my life. Picture watery diarrhea dripping down the kennels. Picture an entire room smeared with diarrhea and 10 happy puppies covered in it. THAT was my Christmas morning that year.
Every other holiday I was quite happy to work it. I was alone, it was peaceful, and I enjoyed it.