There are some things you don’t want to admit. The little black hair on a female’s chin that gets plucked every couple of days. The embarrassingly high credit card bill that no one else knows about.
For me? It’s messing with my phone & driving.
I KNOW it’s dumb. I know that all it takes is a split second to wreck- to not see something that if I had been paying attention could easily have been avoided. I KNOW all that. But my need to constantly be multi-tasking doesn’t shut off when I get in the car. If I just catch up on facebook & twitter happenings and glance through my email… I’ll have more time to do other stuff when I get home. (When in reality I still check my phone when I get home)
A couple weeks ago, I was driving home from work and briefly looked at my phone. I looked up and there was a deer running across the road, not 2 feet from my front bumper. I reacted too late, by the time I hit my brakes she was gone… but there was a van going the opposite way and they had completely stopped. So I knew that the deer would have been easy to see had I been paying attention. My heart was racing, my adrenaline flowing. I had almost hit ANOTHER deer with my car. In daylight this time. (As a side note - I only see deer at night usually. Why was she running across the roads in the daytime?!)
Then, just last night… something similar happened. I was looking at my phone and looked up to see a flash of brown at the very end of my front bumper. I gasped as I recognized it as a dog then held my breath for that split second that I didn’t see it. Then he reappeared on the other side of my car, a flash of brown safely on the other side. I realized how close I had come to hitting him… to killing what was probably someone’s pet. I put my phone done with a heavy heart. When our dog was hit by a car just two short months ago, was someone looking at their phone? If they had been paying attention, would it have saved our dogs life and in return all of our heart ache?
My thoughts drifted to the stories that I seem to read on a constant basis… the teen killed because they were texting. An entire family’s life changed forever because someone couldn’t put down their phone and just drive.
I’m not dumb. I understand that if I wreck while looking at my phone, I may hurt someone else in the process. I may kill an animal. I may kill a pedestrian. So how many close calls does it take before I put down my phone? Apparently a lot. I can’t count the number of times I’ve looked up from my phone to see that I’ve drifted over the center line. (Although I’m very careful to not look at my phone when I see a car is coming the opposite way)
The fact that I can’t just sit in my car and drive bothers me. Am I so addicted to social networking and knowing what’s going on every second that I can’t put my phone down for an hour? I don’t look at my phone when MrC is with me b/c he, well, wouldn’t let me. He’d take my phone and throw it somewhere where I couldn’t reach it before I knew what was happening.
I can’t help wondering, does anyone else have this ‘problem’? The need to constantly be doing something and know what’s going on? It’s a habit I’m breaking starting today. At least while in the car.