One kid with whom I now work has his mother drive him to the job. She picks him up too, there at half-passed 4 in the morning. And he's no kid either. He's near my age I'd say, round 30.
But I been there. I understand. I was 22. I hadn't had a job in an entire year, my longest stretch ever. Always usually, I can find a job whenever I want. That year was a rough patch there though, the collapse of '08. I wasn't getting any jobs. And it snowballed, it seemed, growing worse and worse. Nothing maybe. Nothing. Definitely nothing. It was quite depressing really. I eventually gave up applying anywhere at all. But anyway, a job finally did call. One I'd forgot I even applied to almost 2 years prior. And it was a good one too, the job, high-paying, benefits, all that jazz, at a factory. But the factory was about 25 miles south of where I lived. My car had long since shit its last. I had no way there to this job. So my mother took me the first month I worked there—of the 3 months I did work there. She wanted me to get a job probably more than I wanted to get a job. So she can take me, if she wants me to work so badly. How I felt. Till I could buy the first junk car I could. Which I did, my worst investment ever—well, university actually takes that prize.
But don't rely on your poor mother. She has stuff to do herself. The house needs cleaned again. And again. And again. There are still spiderwebs in the corners. And she vacuums once, twice, three times. Each time with a different vacuum, she uses. Each one progressively more and more expensive, the vacuums. Whatever works. She has her things to do. She doesn't need to be carting you to your job too.
So you can walk. Or why don't you move closer to the job then? Your job should be within walking distance anyway if you have no car. Or why would you want to spend all that time each day commuting if you did have a car?
Or else, if the public transportation in your town or city is decent enough, use that, busses and trains, trams. Then you can live a little farther from work. You're open to more possibilities of employment, farther from home, variety—though it's all very nearly the same everywhere, the same restaurants, shops, stores, everything, the few corporate entities.
And you should consider yourself very lucky indeed if your town or city or whatever has decent public transportation. Because the public transportation in my town,—though there, true—it's worthless, only a few buses. So if you have no car, then you must live close enough to the job to walk.
Or a bicycle is a good alternative to walking. It's much quicker to pedal. That's what I do currently, ride the bicycle to work, the preferred method.
But it will snow in the winter eventually. It'll be impossible to pedal. So I'll lace up the boots, wrap myself in some wool, and walk through the snow. I'll be warm. Only, it'll be a 2 hour walk each way to the job. Till Spring, when I can ride the bicycle again only a half-hour each way.