First of, he woke up an hour late because his little sister had decided to be funny and unplug his alarm clock.  He was definitely going to have to pay her back for that.  He didn't have any time to take a shower or eat breakfast, or else he was going to miss his math class.  To make things even worse, he couldn't find his car keys, so he had to borrow one of his dad's spare keys.  Bob was falling even further behind schedule.  He made a mad rush towards the car and high-tailed it out of the driveway, knocking over the trash can and nearly hitting the neighbor's cat in the process.

To make the situation even worse, Bob got stuck driving behind a car that was going fifteen miles an hour in a thirty zone.  Bob could see the little old lady hunched over the wheel; her legs were probably too short to properly reach the petal, and she obviously was in no hurry.  Cursing under his breath, Bob furiously honked the horn.  Of course he was in a no passing zone.  The old lady cocked her head to one side, as if trying to hear something.  Turn up your hearing aid, lady, Bob thought.  Eventually, Bob drove into the campus parking lot. It took an extra five minutes to find an empty parking spot.

Bob ran as fast as he could through the sea of students, his backpack hitting people as he shouldered them aside.  Bob then ran up the three flights of stairs and panting, walked into his math classroom just in time to hear his professor say, "...problems 1 through 98 for tomorrow, and we will be having a quiz."  Bob had to step out of the way as the classroom rapidly emptied, the other students rushing out as fast as they could.

Bob repeatedly hit his head against the wall in frustration.

After that, the day had only gotten worse.  He had gotten run over by someone on a bike, who didn't even apologize.  He just sat there and swore at Bob, telling him to watch where he was walking.  Bob went into a computer lab to type up a paper, but he was told to find another lab because there was a class using it.  Bob went to the next nearest lab, only to discover that the lab was full of students that had been kicked out of the other lab, so he had had to go out of his way to another lab on the other side of the campus.  Bob typed up his paper, but he was late to class.  And to make things worse, the teacher wouldn't accept his paper anyway, because it wasn't stapled.

So Bob went to go buy a stapler, because none of the rooms in the building seemed to have one that they would let him use.  To his dismay, Bob found that he could not pay for the over-priced stapler at the campus bookstore because he had left his wallet in the computer lab.

Bob looked for his wallet.  It wasn't there.  The lady at the desk said that she'd keep an eye out for it.

Bob banged his head against the wall.

Bob didn't get to eat any lunch because he had no money.  Not that he really cared for the cafeteria food anyway.

After his last class, Bob headed for work.  He put on his uniform in the bathroom, and then he punched in.  "Welcome to Burger World.  May I help you?"  Bob said with as much cheer as he could muster up after such a rotten day.

"Geez, it's about time!" the customer said.  "I've been waiting for one of you idiots to help me for two minutes!"

"Sorry sir, but I just started--"

"Shut up with the excuses!  Just take my order, moron!  Listen carefully!  I want a large fry- fresh out of the fryer and no salt.  I want three quarter pound burgers.  One with only cheese and tomatoes, well done.  One with extra everything on it.  One with only ketchup, mayonnaise, and pickles.  And I want those all made with fresh meat.  Nothing that's been sitting around all day.  And I want a large coke with no ice and two slices of lemon in it.  And hurry up about it.  I've got to be to work in three minutes."

"Sir, it will take at least five minutes just to make your food."

"Oh yeah?!  Well I'm not going to take this!  I want you pathetic losers to hurry up!  Or I will see to it that your manager fires all of you."

Bob couldn't take it anymore.  This stupid customer added to the rest of the day was just too much.

Screaming, Bob punched out the customer and began to hurt everyone in sight.

Temporary insanity, he pleaded as the officers dragged him out of the restaurant.

That's how Bob found himself sleeping in a jail cell, making the day the second worse day of his entire life.

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