tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712433.post114861809826305074..comments2023-09-04T15:04:50.588+01:00Comments on disguised unemployment: evolving public transportNitinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03850679155748900374noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19712433.post-1149147113057895042006-06-01T08:31:00.000+01:002006-06-01T08:31:00.000+01:00I know what you mean about the mass of human flesh...I know what you mean about the mass of human flesh. I took a local train in Bombay when I was there, spent the journey with someone's elbow jabbing into my back, breathing sari cloth, and when I got out I felt like a screwed up piece of damp paper. I took cabs after that experience. <BR/><BR/>Mind you, the trains and especially the tube in London is no different in rush hour. In the case of the tube, being an antiquated system it has no air conditioning and the system has a very high humidity, in summer you can end up jammed in with hundreds of sweaty commuters and hardly able to breath. <BR/><BR/>As I don't like crowds and like my personal space, I hate this experience so much thatI work over the weekend to avoid going through the experience as much as possible. <BR/><BR/>Before I start work on a Saturday morning, I get on my local train with plenty of seats, sit back and relax with the paper and have my breakfast. <BR/><BR/>I think the issue of commuting is actual quite an issue if you have a demanding job. I find that avoiding rush hour trains has a major impact on my day. Instead of being drained and stressed by being packed in with a heaving multitude, I get to work feeling relaxed and ready to work. As you know, working in investment banking can be stressful sometimes when there is stuff to get out to demanding clients in a short space of time, and the last thing I need is stress before I have even started work. <BR/><BR/>The week days I work, I feel completely different, like I have already worked just to get to work. So I can appreciate the difference having a comfortable ride in to work can make. I think it is a necessity if you can afford it, rather than a pampering luxury.<BR/><BR/>As an aside, my father worked on a building project in rural India about ten years ago. He usually got a lift to the site, but once in a while had to take the local bus. Apparently the bus didn't stop, it just slowed down and several arms would pop out of the doorway and help him leap onto the still moving vehicle. <BR/><BR/>I wonder whether this is a thing of the past now?Mesmacathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09286173578277177361noreply@blogger.com