Holy shit, the lazy coworkers make Closing Time a Nightmare too. >.>
Like the guy closing our bar who left a HUGE mess in all of the condiment dispensers and tried to pin a bunch of it on me.
Fortunately, the supervisor took one look, (I pointed out exactly where I had cleaned,) and she knew I didn't do it.
That same night, I was closing off the dining room area and one of my fellow closers in there was bitching that I wouldn't help indoors. Here's what I did that night: cleaned all of our outdoor seating area. That means wiping the tables with cleaner, sweeping, and cleaning the metal trash cans, of which there are five outside.
I then came inside and cleaned EVERY can inside the building except for two, leaving me with a grand total of about fourteen for the evening, plus I cleaned a few more tables while inside.
What'd he do? One area's worth of tables (about 3/4 of what I had already done outside) and taking down the trash (he still missed a bag that I had to take down at the end of the night myself).
The other girl wasn't much help, to be fair, but at least she wasn't bitching and she worked nonstop. She's just slow. I'm so glad I've already had my last day there.