3.
into that good night:
October 13, 1994.
it was about midnight, i opened the doors of the hospital, i was so tired of working nights for the past two weeks.
it was usually dead at night.
"jerry when am i going to be on days again?"
"i've been working nights for the past two weeks" i said, all huffy
"another week of nights, then you're on days again"
"you're kidding" i sighed
"no"
"so, catch me up on the hospital drama" i asked, spinning around on a stool
"ross is going crazy, carols with tag, susan with div, and her sister is back"
"nothing much going on"
"ross is going crazy?"
"you know, carol and everything"
"of course" i smiled
"you know, i thought i talked some sense into him"
"since when has anyone ever talked sense into doug ross" jerry cackled
"i guess you're right" i frowned