Thursday, 24 March 2016

14 Reasons You Begin to Hate Yourself as a Commuter

Since joining the commuter life a couple of months ago, I've actually found that the 1 hour 40 minute journey into London every day isn't as bad as I thought it would be. But recently I've been noticing little things that have become everyday routines that make me hate what I've become. These are just 14 of the horrible things that commuting makes you do...

1 // You know the exact bricks to stand on at the station in order to get onto the carriage first.  

2 // You're convinced that standing on the platform as the train approaches is exactly how it feels to be standing on the starting blocks in the Hunger Games arena. And may the odds be ever in your favour. 

3 // If anyone enters your peripheral vision you immediately eye up your competition. 

4 // Being the first foot in the carriage is a momentous victory and can only be followed by an internal cheer.  

5 // You can unashamedly admit that getting a window seat completely makes your day. 

6 // You don't love Fridays because the weekend is nigh, but because the trains are always emptier. 

7 // But you also take a moment to silently despise everyone who doesn't have to go into work on a Friday. 

8 // You truly believe that disobeying the laws of the Quiet Zone should be punishable with the upmost severity. 

9 // And that goes for anyone who tries to take up a seat with their bag, too. 

10 // As much as it pains you to go into work an hour early, you can't help but be a little bit happy in the hope that you might get an empty seat next to you. 

11 // But that soon turns into tears of despair when you realise the 6:30 train is just as busy. 

12 // You feel like a god if you successfully slide yourself through the doors of the tube just as they are closing. 

13 // But you'll roll your eyes at anyone who tries and fails. 

14 // After you have been elbowed in the head for the fifth time in 46 seconds (such is the curse of being 5ft2), and are beginning to despise everyone around you, the platform announcer at Leicester Square restores your faith in humanity. 

And at the end of it all, you are equal parts proud and ashamed of yourself for submitting to the commuter way of life.

Do you commute to work/ uni/ school? Let me know in the comments if you have any habits that make you kind of hate what you become!


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