My commute (not dissimilar to OPs):
Drive 20 mins. Worry if car in front is slow as it might make me miss train
sit in queue to pay at poxy kiosk, hand over extortionate amount for parking
find space on top floor of grey stinky multi storey
walk 4 mins to station
get to platform
maybe wait for a train if they've screwed up
get on train, first class, which on London Midland means erm fk all. OK, I get a seat, big wupp. No air con, doors that flap in the wind because catches are broken
no coffee
no loos
40 mins later (if lucky and no long wait in siding for no apparent reason) get to Euston
me and 1000 other people all go for same exit
queue to get to escalators x 3 to tube
stand on platform, let 4 ish trains go by because you cannot humanly get another human on. It's illegal to transport cattle like this but ho hum, London Underground do it
Spend 2 stops in extreme heat and claustrophobis, ALWAYS standing. Tube stinks. Face in someone's armpit and that's NOT a partic crowded train
change 2 stops later, walk to another line
get on another tube, which may or may not stop randomly stop in tunnels and / or sidings
get to work, work 8 hours
Repeat.
Except the journey on the way home is hotter than hell and everyone stinks even more (includnig me no doubt). As a woman said to me on getting off a tube last Friday "Gosh, it's like being boiled alive isn't it?" Yes, it is.
On the way home I might not get a seat, even though I pay £162 a week for a first class ticket. The carriage is crowded, no air con.
There are often delays, sometimes you might not be able to get home at all or until much much later than you attended.
It's shit, utterly shit. You should make him do it, swap him for a week. He'll apologise at the end of it.