The short summary of it is that today, I was just trying to finish my shift when the whole sewage system in the building backed up and flooded the kitchen I work in. I was shocked by this and spent a good hour going back and forth trying to find someone to deal with the raw sewage that was coming up through the floor drains. It took a good 30 minutes for the higher ups to get there, and all during that time, my manager thought a single wet vac could deal with the raw sewage that was swamping the entire kitchen. The odor was horrible and made me nauseous. All the while, the elderly Trump lady I work with was STILL TRYING TO WASH AND PUT AWAY DISHES WHILE SCALDING RAW SEWAGE WAS GETTING CLOSE TO ANKLE DEEP IN SOME PLACES. FOR A GOOD 30 MINUTES. I wanted nothing to do with that. This just left me literally shaking a bit by all of that happening so suddenly. I just wanted to do my job, go home, and have the day off the next day.
I just wanted to get my job done. 
(I'm a completionist like that)
Thanks. I appreciate the anecdote. I always find it best to just talk things out to calm myself a bit. I feel better after last night. I guess I just don't like the chaos from it all. It rattles my nerves. The cook who was with me has that problem but, she was composed the whole time. You all would like her, she's a sweet lady who really goes above the standard to try to give the patients exactly what they want, even if it's not on the menu.
I suspect the hurricane may have put stress on the sewer system but, I'm not a plumber. The whole process was just shocking- how fast it happened. In 20 minutes or so, the kitchen was mostly flooded. Thankfully it didn't reach the food stores.