50 minutes each way. The biggest obstacle on my commute is the construction in the neighborhood around my work. The only way into the neighborhood takes me past this daycare or preschool or something that is always letting out just when I go in (noon.)
One time I was stuck sitting there for 15 minutes because people were waiting in the pickup area. Some ding-dong tried to make a left turn into there, even though it was CLEARLY at capacity. Nobody moved and they couldn’t get in, so the person was stuck diagonally across both lanes in mid-left turn. Meanwhile, each parent has like 5 kids who are amped up on sugar and running around in every possible direction, and all of these people are crossing the street in front of me as slowly and disorganized as possible.
This is how I feel like literally every single day. If it’s a morning when I’m hung over, I want to kill pretty much every single person on earth.