'Doh!' Homer had just hit his head on the windscreen of his car while hopping into it. He'd only just finished his breakfast and already three bad things had happened to him. First of all he'd accidently throwen his only tie out the window so he'd had to fetch it from Flander's yard. Secondly he'd got a bill saying he owed a few hundred dollars to some guy and then he hit his head on the windscreen. Some day Homer was having.

Later when Homer got to work the car park was full and the only parking spot he could find was almost a mile from his work which made it extra difficult because of his weight.

After running almost a mile into work from his car Homer panted as he ran into his office. He was just starting to fall asleep when he awoke suddening from a phone ringing, when he realised it was his work phone he picked it up.
'WAKE UP YOU BLUDERING FOOL!' His boss Mr Burns yelled into the phone.
'Yes, sir,' Homer splurted out.
'Doesn't matter... hang on, you're FIRED!'

Great! Homer thought as he walked slowly to his car. Marge would kill him if she found out, fired and having a big bill all in one day. So Homer decided to keep it from his wife, its not like it'd do him any harm.

Homer got into his car and drove out of town. Where? He didn't know but he knew he was going to get as far away from here as possible. He drove for hours and hours. At last he pulled into a small hotel in the middle of nowhere.

'One night please,' Homer muttered to the Hotel manager.
He had nightmares during the night about what would happen when Marge finds out about Flanders laughing at him and much more.

Homer awoke early in the morning he was in his bed next to Marge, he'd had a bad dream, that's all!