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Category: Stress Management

Fuck Commuting

I worry for commuters. I really do. Having been one for a long time in different cities in the world, using all kinds of transport, I genuinely empathise with the long term sufferers of the daily work commute.

The average person will commute to work during peak traffic hours. Trying to get to work in an ever increasing over populated city, they will sit in cars and buses in a midst of invisible carcinogens, constantly worrying if they will make it on time. Your car is most likely a mobile carbon dioxide expulsion system design to fuck you up.

Peak traffic is also seriously dangerous to your mental health. Listening to radio news shows giving them the latest catastrophic Geo-political uproar, the latest disease outbreak and doomsday economic crash warnings. Dealing with morons cutting across you and jumping lines will increase your heart rate and blood pressure. Your mood can degenerate instantly to pure rage.  Twice daily. Every working day. Over the long term this will – Break. You. Down.

Maybe you are one of the lucky ones who gets to listen to nice podcasts on a tram/train once you’ve managed to squeeze yourself through the germ riddled, sliding double doors, inhaling other peoples bodily gases with your depleted immune system. Nothing to stare at except masses of beaten down depressed faces or your personal addiction device, mindlessly thumb-fucking through some social feed.

Or maybe you are a high risk nutjob otherwise known as a cyclist. Risking life, limb and testicles traversing and weaving through the aforementioned psychotic, rage induced, caffeine wired drivers. I love cyclists. I really do – they are saving money and the environment but the bravery/lunacy required to navigate disintegrating roads and cycle lanes comes with too high of a cost versus the potential for actually dying in an RTA .

And how bloody long is it taking you? I hear people talk about 90 minutes commutes like that is “not bad”! That’s three whole fecking hours every day. Fifteen hours a week out of your personal life – away from your family and your passions. Fuck that. That’s like having another stressful part-time job on top of your primary job.

I’m not saying quit your job in the morning. Of course it isn’t that easy. I’m saying that “job location distance to home” should be a much higher weighted factor that you take very seriously during your next attempt at finding a new job. Most people will automatically chose highest possible salary which can be understandable. But considering the taxman will rape that extra cash, you should also consider the commute costs of both money and time. Ask yourself some serious questions…

  • Can I get a job physically closer to home for a similar or increased wage?
  • Can I get a job physically closer to home for a decreased nett wage but with lower fuel/transport costs?
  • Can  I work in a different direction to other commuters thus avoiding congestion?
  • Can I work remotely from home for all or some of the working week?
  • Can I change profession to remove my need for a commute at all? #ballsy

The gold standard is not working from home. The gold standard is not working – at all. Choosing when you need to travel and having the luxury of avoiding rush hour traffic completely. Always make sure you have a pathway to Financial Independence by building your Fuck You Money.

To all you hardened commuters out there, just remember – Paddy gives a shit. Hang in there.

#fucktraffic #fuckcommuting



How you can become an ignorant prick like me

I used to be addicted to news. Primetime, Newstalk, BBC, Al Jazeera – Domestic, National, International. Politics, business, it didn’t matter. I’d lap it up and shout at the TV or send in angry texts to the radio. Ooh and I liked arguing about it on the internet too. Getting worked up about unions, and human rights, global warming etc on the odd forum or social media.
Now all that stuff is important. Sure it is. But it took up way too much of my energy and despite my ego, no amount of my ranting and raving on the internet would have the slightest impact on any of those matters. And it is relentless! There are news sources everywhere.  I was heavily investing my time into an activity that provided no benefit to anyone. From an opportunity cost perspective, I was wasting time that could have been spent on family, learning, sleep or, well, any positive activity.
I docked an idea from Tim Ferris and his 4HWW book about choosing a Low Information Diet and Selective Ignorance. Not necessarily a novel idea but execution is everything.
So I executed. Over the course of a month I gradually wound down my consumption of news programming. I said goodbye to Claire Byrne, Vincent Brown and other late night news panel discussions and claimed back sleep time!

Now, or course it is important to stay informed on current affairs but now I batch information consumption. Maybe you like reading Sunday papers or take time to read through Saved Links in your FB feed. Do whatever works for you but keep it down to an hour or two each week. Eliminate arguing on the internet too.

The results are significant. Better sleep and zero fucks to give.

TLDR: Nothing really changes. Unions threaten strikes. The US is at war with someone. Some political scandal.  Stop wasting your precious time consuming details of events that will provide no tangible benefit to your life.


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