Meet Joe, an accountant from suburban New Jersey. Joe loves his routine, and his routine is as dull as a beige wall. He's got a wife, 2.5 kids, and a 401k to show for it. But what if we were to average out Joe's existence?
Let's start with his daily commute. 45 minutes each way, 5 days a week, for 52 weeks a year. That's 1,100 hours per year. Now, if we multiply that by the average number of donuts he consumes daily (3), we get 3,300 hours of donut-fueled productivity.
Next up: his exercise routine. 20 minutes, 3 times a week. That's 60 minutes total, or 60 hours per year. But, let's be real, most of that time is spent watching reruns of "The Great British Baking Show". Subtract 20 hours for binge-watching, and you're left with a paltry 40 hours of actual exercise. That's 40 hours of Joe's life we're averaging out.
Now we have Joe's hobbies: golf, reading, and playing video games. Let's be real, he sucks at golf, he's not much of a reader, and his video games are stuck on "Guitar Hero minimalist edition". But, for theประก sake of argument, let's assume he spends 20 hours per week doing each. That's 80 hours per year. 80 hours of "fun" to average out.
Adding it all up, we get 3,300 + 40 + 80 = 4,420 hours per year. Divide that by 365, and we get 12.05 hours of "fun" per day. But, let's be real, Joe's "fun" is just a euphemism for "existential dread" and "drowning in a sea of beige".
So, if you'll excuse me, I'll just be over here, contemplating the meaning of it all.