I remember as a kid going over a friend's house and seeing the quarters lined up on the table. His parents were both nurses and had to pay to park at the hospital. I don't remember the amount at the time, just being in awe at how much they spent just to park where they worked.
They usually worked on different schedules too, so that's separate parking.
One of the big Boston hospitals tried to recruit me for their transplant team once. They wanted to pay me $15,000/year LESS for the privilege of commuting into Boston five days a week and paying for my own parking. Fuck that noise. I'll stay at my little community hospital, thanks. Prestige ain't gonna pay my mortgage.
Although hospitals run 24/7, and the T doesn't. And even when it's running, sometimes it isn't, because there's a train broken down. Or on fire. Or both.