I live in South Brooklyn and work in Jamaica, Queens - which is an hour and a half commute give or take. I walk, take a subway, walk, train, walk. Plus lots of steps in between - because trains being trains aren't at street level.
Some time back I had posted a reply where you had mentioned the (to me, astounding) distance of your commute, and I had humorously given you the superhero name "Commuterwoman!!"
"Look! Up on the El! Down in the Subway! It's..."
(And you corrected me on the "El" part, that that was Chicago or somesuch. Heee...)
But in all seriousness, I am amazed that you (normally) do all this on a 5-day-a-week basis, and are still even reasonably sane or not in a hospital with all manner of stress-induced illnesses. The longest distance I ever had to regularly ride in a bus was in my sophomore year of high school, which was maybe 45 minutes as the bus worked it's way through southern Lancaster County picking up students. The kids were nearly always rowdy-- I genuinely pitied the poor bus driver who would keep telling them to behave and they'd simply ignore him.
One of the best moments in my life to that point was getting a driver's license and a car and being able to drive to school (and elsewhere) for my junior and senior year. Still, it was at least 25 to 30 minutes from where I lived then in the southern rural area to school or to the city, and before moving there, I simply could walk or ride my bike pretty much anywhere I wanted to go, often arriving in 10 or 15 minutes.
Since then, the longest commute to work (by car) would have been about 35 minutes, and later on when I worked in the audio biz it was a mere 15 minutes.
I literally could not do what you do, my brain and body could not stand it. I would be in a stress-induced hospital stay or else jail when I got fed up enough to ram my car into some idiot driver who pissed me off sufficiently.
And... I'm actually a very good driver, and normally very calm, and not subject to road rage. (There are a few epithets hurled at the deserving on occasion, but they never hear them, so...)
For me, it it was an absolute necessity to take on a certain job, I would simply have to move closer to it. For the last twelve years now, there are a number of drawbacks to being self-employed and working out of one's home, but missing the commute? Big, big plus for me!
So, as I said, you are extremely impressive in this regard. Kudos. :-)
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Date: 2022-05-12 06:08 am (UTC)Some time back I had posted a reply where you had mentioned the (to me, astounding) distance of your commute, and I had humorously given you the superhero name "Commuterwoman!!"
"Look! Up on the El! Down in the Subway! It's..."
(And you corrected me on the "El" part, that that was Chicago or somesuch. Heee...)
But in all seriousness, I am amazed that you (normally) do all this on a 5-day-a-week basis, and are still even reasonably sane or not in a hospital with all manner of stress-induced illnesses. The longest distance I ever had to regularly ride in a bus was in my sophomore year of high school, which was maybe 45 minutes as the bus worked it's way through southern Lancaster County picking up students. The kids were nearly always rowdy-- I genuinely pitied the poor bus driver who would keep telling them to behave and they'd simply ignore him.
One of the best moments in my life to that point was getting a driver's license and a car and being able to drive to school (and elsewhere) for my junior and senior year. Still, it was at least 25 to 30 minutes from where I lived then in the southern rural area to school or to the city, and before moving there, I simply could walk or ride my bike pretty much anywhere I wanted to go, often arriving in 10 or 15 minutes.
Since then, the longest commute to work (by car) would have been about 35 minutes, and later on when I worked in the audio biz it was a mere 15 minutes.
I literally could not do what you do, my brain and body could not stand it. I would be in a stress-induced hospital stay or else jail when I got fed up enough to ram my car into some idiot driver who pissed me off sufficiently.
And... I'm actually a very good driver, and normally very calm, and not subject to road rage. (There are a few epithets hurled at the deserving on occasion, but they never hear them, so...)
For me, it it was an absolute necessity to take on a certain job, I would simply have to move closer to it. For the last twelve years now, there are a number of drawbacks to being self-employed and working out of one's home, but missing the commute? Big, big plus for me!
So, as I said, you are extremely impressive in this regard. Kudos. :-)