The life of a commuter is like a long game of Monopoly. You can plan your moves and your purchases (I prefer buying all of the Railroads) and with just one roll of the dice you can find yourself in jail, going right past Go, and without $200.
Commuting can be that never-ending game. I’ve recently started playing the daily game of commuting to work (a drive on average 40 minutes one way) and I’ve concluded I’ll never be able to win. This conclusion of mine doesn’t stop me from playing though, it actually does quite the opposite and encourages me even more to whip out my best moves to try to beat the inevitable opponent: traffic.
The highs are deceiving. Just like you get excited about buying Boardwalk and putting a hotel on it, I now get genuinely excited about waking up extra early and getting out of the door by 7am. This is one of my best moves to beat traffic. It usually works.
The lows can be devastating…like when you get thrown into jail and don’t get your $200 dollars devastating. It is my social life or physical exercise schedule that suffers when on days my commute is more than doubled and I find myself in a basically parked car, sliding on ice on the highway without proper nourishment (coffee). Ouch.
Besides my ultimate desire to beat traffic, I aim to battle against its constant sidekick, the clock. It’s a widely known fact among fellow downtown commuters that leaving at certain times bodes you certain exasperating results. One of these times is 5 o’clock. Leave then and you can be certain, just like the groundhog always is on February 2nd that we will have 6 more weeks of winter, that you will not beat traffic and will actually be stuck in it. Leave at 4:45pm and you are fine. Leave at 5:15pm and you can cancel all plans you had for the night or really just delay them a bit as you will be in your car much longer depending on where you need to go. (I tend to have a flair for the dramatics).
The battle I am waging though really isn’t against the clock or traffic…it’s against fellow commuters like myself who make up the traffic. So the name of the game is to think what they are thinking and then do the opposite. That’s one way to “win.” But no matter who I’m up against or if I am on a high or a low with the game of commuting, I secretly kind of enjoy it or that may be too bold, I make the best of it.
So to all of my fellow commuters who I may be stuck in traffic with come tomorrow, I hope you can enjoy it too.