Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for March 06, 1990
Calvin: This morning I had a wonderful dream. By holding my arms out stiff and pushing down hard, I found I could suspend myself a few feet above the ground. I flapped harder, and soon I was soaring effortlessly over the trees and telephone poles! I could fly! I folded my arms back and zoomed low over the neighborhood. Everyone was amazed, and they ran along under me as I shot by. Then I rocketed up so fast that my eyes watered from the wind. I laughed and laughed, making huge loops across the sky! ...That's when Mom woke me up and said I was going to miss the bus if I didn't get my bottom out of bed; 20 minutes later, here I am, standing in the cold rain, waiting to go to school, and I just remembered I forgot my lunch. Tuesdays don't start much worse than this.
They can start much worse. You could find out that the bus is going to be late, and due to delays, school will run for an extra half hour, only for the weather to wildly change and cause you to be snowed in, trapping you in school when you would be free if classes just didn’t run for those extra 30 minutes