working my regular shift (3-11) the call goes out for help for the next shift! I want to help my coworkers but it’s been a helluva night and my dogs are barking! I gnaw on the idea of staying over for another shift, but ugh I am scheduled to work again the next day. Then the revved up version of me (2 cups of coffee in..) gets the hair brained idea! I’ll do a double shift IF I can get the next night off! I present my proposal and its accepted with a hearty thanks! 11 comes and I instantly regret offering my services and I only want to go home! Sigh!!!!! Why does it always sound so damn good UNTIL you have to do it? yawn!!!! It’s gonna be a long night!