In my twp winters, there weren't too many stuck up folks. 17 one year, 21 the next. We all got on pretty well. Oh sure, there were some outliers who were full goose nuts (I recall an MD who in particular fit that bill; she was later escorted out of McMurdo).
Summer folks would arrive like locusts. Much like any Winter over, you just kept your head down, did you gig, then got on the LM Gould and sailed home. I've heard that summer folks are pretty much prima donnas, but whatever.
Personally I like working with the folks who don't care when the sun goes down.