I worked for 7 Xmas Days in a row, when I was in my teens and 20s. I worked in a hotel, and we all did a short shift. You got to choose 10-2, 2-6 or 6-10. No exceptions, except one year, an Irish girl who worked with us, got 4 days off to go home. No-one grudged her that, as she had worked there for years, and done her fair share. I liked to do the 10-2, then I had the rest of the day to relax, etc. My Mum & Dad used to just plan the dinner for after I was finished work.
I then worked in the NHS for 2 years, doing Xmas one year, and Boxing Day the next year. We all had to do one of 25/26 Dec, or 1/2 Jan (Scotland, where 2 Jan is a holiday....) There were always requests for swaps, but I didn't bother, as I lived close to my parents.
Now, I live 300 miles from my sister and her family. I'm single and childless, and spent almost 2 years without having anyone else in my flat, during the pandemic. If I still worked somewhere that you needed to take turns for Xmas, I'd be raging if it was assumed I'd just do it. So, when my parents are no longer with us, I'd not be able to get to my sister's after an Xmas Day shift. Unless you've spent your Xmas Day alone, cold, and sad, you don't get it. Xmas 2020 & 2021 made me want to just curl up in a ball and get under the duvet, because they were so very very awful. Maybe you people with kids like a lonely, depressing Xmas, but I don't. That means your wants and needs don't automatically trump mine, because you managed to be more fertile than me.