There seems to be a stereotypical view that office workers have relaxing jobs in a nice environment, and that if you work in the City, it's prestigious, or some bull like that. Let me tell you, it's neither relaxing, nor is it fun, nor is it prestigious in anyway.
Show/Hide allThere are a few key factors that make working in the City really really crap:
Factor 1: Just because a lot of people who work in the city wear nice neat business suits and outfits, does not mean everyone does, and those who don't, get looked down on a little. And those who do are usually all grumpy snobs who push their way around because they think being in a suit makes them better than me.
Factor 2: Have you tried walking around the City in peak hours? Hell I tell you! Don't even make mention the public transport coughCityRailcough. You basically have to cram yourself into the damn trains (or buses) like sardines and sometimes you don't even get a chance of getting on (because the trains are always late, and by the time they come the station would be overloaded with people they don't fit on the lousy 6 carriage train they pulled in).
Factor 3: The sole reason I'll die young: smokers. Everyday I must push myself, gasping for air through the clouds of smoke everywhere I turn. I don't care if you smokers want to kill yourself, but please, don't kill me in the process too.
Factor 4: This is really the same as factor 3, but heck it needs reiterating - CityRail. Oh the wonders of late trains, and cancelled trains and trains that get
stuck on the Sydney Harbour Bridge, two days before its 75th birthday. Now to put myself into perspective, I don't
actually work in the City, I work in St Leonards, which is over the bridge. This sucks on many degrees - more expensive tickets, longer trips meaning less sleep in time, longer trips back, meaning busier trains, and the one I hate above all: once the trains screw up, you're screwed.
I took those photos shown above, of the number of people waiting for a bus (that does not exist) at St Leonards after the trains
broke down on the bridge. I got to the station around 6:30pm or so, and started to wait for a bus since the trains had an undetermined amount of time to be fixed. There were no buses for about an hour, taxis were being called, people were fighting over taxis, and the buses just didn't come as every single one being sent out got filled up at North Sydney (how pathetic is that, so they didn't think to send a few out to St Leonards first?). I'll give them some credit, they eventually did, around 8pm or something, by then, the bus was filled up in about 1 minute. So after giving up completely, I found a few strangers to share a taxi back over the stupid bridge to Town Hall where trains were functioning properly.
So I hope that clears up some things about working in the City (or over the bridge), it's not all that fabulous and fancy and fantastic and fun - it sucks.
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Labels: Rantings, Raye, Work
3 Comments:
What about the fun and camaderie I read about in novels, where people run to the local Starbucks together to gossip over a frappucino? :P
June 8, 2007 at 6:20 PM
i actually like public transport. but i can imagine why a lot of people would be shitted over the state of cityrail, and not just because they're exposed to it everyday. my cousin works for them in the office sector and he gets a lot of shit for it, purely because he's associated himself with such a company. the fact of the matter is though, it's a lot easier to identify a problem than it is to fix it.
but yeah, i agree - it does get really crappy being squished into a train like a sardine. especially when you're reading mX and all the 'Letters' page is ABOUT how crappy it is being squished into a train like a sardine. it's a destructive cycle that is easily (however temporary) remedied with an mp3 player and some positive thinking! =)
June 8, 2007 at 9:49 PM
Well, I don't mind the public transport part so much about working in the "City". It's more the smokers and the horrible City air (fumes, smoke, CO2, other air pollution) that really gets to me.
The trains, I don't expect any better, so I'm already used to it. I fell asleep the other day on the train and did the whole nodding thing and jerking my head back up, because the train kept stopping for long periods of time due to problems on the Nth Shore line, again. And I was needing to go to the toilet just a little, so I thought of all the people who got stuck on the Sydney Bridge breakdown trains for 2-3 hours, I would've pissed my pants!
June 8, 2007 at 10:04 PM
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