Squidward couldn't believe his eyes as he stepped into the bustling Krusty Krab. Really, SpongeBob? I thought this was going to be a quiet evening, he muttered under his breath, scanning the packed restaurant filled with laughing customers and sizzling grills. As he made his way to the register, Squidward couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. He had been looking forward to a peaceful night at home, only to be roped into working the late shift again. I swear, if I have to listen to...