So anyhow my wife, kids, and me all have different last names. Complicated hippie stuff yada yada.
At first, my dad was all disappointed the family name ends with me.
Fast forward fifteen years. My dad discovers that our family changed their names when they moved to the "old" (middle?) country 100+ years ago, to assimilate there. They just didn't anglicize the name when we moved here.
TL;DR: all names are just made up
They would have you do cleaning and stuff, and just do less cleaning on the busy days. Or they'd have you watch the mandatory annual safety videos.
It was their problem, not your problem.
I'm still bored at work occasionally to this day, but I'd rather that than have today's poor boundaries on my "days off". Your whole day can be shot de facto on call with no compensation.