I am staying two hours late tonight. We could use the extra money, and it makes me look good that I'm willing to help out when they're short-staffed, and running around the office begging for people to stay late. But I came in at 9am, and will be leaving here at 9:30pm. That feels really strange and surreal. Walking out after my shift ends and seeing stars in the sky will be creepy too. But hey, I'll be getting 10 extra hours this week.