Management calls and leaves a message BEGGING you to come in "for any part of tonight at all...any part...a few hours, that's all...please...I'll make any deal you want: All your weekends off next month? Anything! Call me please..."
I'd consider it, but I just worked five out of the last 6 days--all 12-hour shifts. I'm beat, and I'm already ensconced on the couch with a beer, Star Wars Robot Chicken on DVD, and my knitting. I'm not getting up.