I don't miss getting up an hour earlier, getting home an hour later,
having to put on pants, $10+ a day in tolls, etc...[/i]
My commute into DC (one block behind white house) for 18 years was miserable (and so was the job, mostly). I rode on occasion, but it was just too risky. The few guys that rode in every day all got hit, and more than once. You could run in early (5am) not too bad, but no matter when you went home it was a zoo.
That I drove to a metro station, parked and then rode trains (2, with a switch midway) was new for me, and a bit interesting, but that didn't take long to wear off.
The train ride certainly made it safer and less stressful, but there were not many happy people and it always reminded me of a trainload of Kulaks making their way into the Gulag for another day of labor. For many years, a averaged one novel a week, reading on the train both ways, and lunch at my desk every day (a nice escape).
Now they offered me work at home (3 days of 5), long before recent cooties, but I turned it down. Because we had to carry original records home, they made us use a giant armored locking rolling suitcase (whether you only needed to carry a few small files, or 100lbs of paper) (and the people on the crowded trains loved those). But mainly I could not bring myself to bring home the work that I (mostly) detested. Even with the time, shower/shave, dress in nice clothes, travel in all weather, expense for gas, parking and trains, and our shitty 1940 building which was too hot year round, I needed to leave all work at work, and entirely forget work when home. A number of people felt the same way.
Into the valley of death rode the 600. Every day, forever.
Now a man who doesn't have to put on pants every day..... that is sitting in tall cotton.
I live in worn jammie pants and Tshirts except when leaving the house. (I am not going to get my ass put on the
People of Walmart show).
Sir, welcome to Walmart. Might I suggest a new pair of suspenders over on aisle 4?
