In this world nothing is certain but death and taxes. – Benjamin Franklin.
This morning I have been cleaning the house and among other rubbish that is being thrown out is a few old bus passes. For some reason I decided to look on the back of my bus pass where each of the trips taken are recorded and it is a little scary how routine my day is:
Trip 1 – On Bus at 8.20
Trip 2 – On Bus at 17.29
Trip 3 – On Bus at 8.28
Trip 4 – On Bus at 17.29
Trip 5 – On Bus at 8.29
Trip 6 – On Bus at 17.20
Trip 7 – On Bus at 8.31
Trip 8 – On Bus at 17.40
The scatter of morning trips is within 11 minutes and three of the four trips are within a 3 minute period on different days. Coming home from uni the spread is over a 20 minute period but two of the four trips are identical times on consecutive days.
The going to uni closeness in times makes a lot of sense I have my morning routine drilled down so well that I can be up at 7.30, showered, breakfast, and walk down to the bus stop within a 10 minute window of variance.
What surprises me more is the pattern in heading home. I try to maintain 9 – 5 hours at uni but the end time is often determined by who I am talking to or what I am working on, it is not the sort of thing you can just stop, I stop when I get to a point in my code I can halt on, or I finish whatever task I was doing, so to manage 4 consecutive days of finishing within a 20 minute window is well scary.
