While waiting in the line up of cars for the highway, I sat in my van behind Ms. Gallant. I watched her as she crept along while putting on her face (mascara, lipstick, eyeliner…the whole thing). Later, I sat behind Mr. Enterprise who seemed to be responding to emails on his Blackberry type device while driving ON the highway. Correction, he was NOT driving at all. I let it go for a minute and then tapped my horn to remind him of where he was.
I should have been amused at all of this, but I wasn’t. Instead I was left a musing: It’s not that I am in such a hurry, but can’t these things be done elsewhere? Perhaps Ms. Gallant could have made herself up before she hit the road. Mr. Enterprise could have checked his email after he arrived at his destination. Are we in such a hurry that we need to multi-task EVERYTHING?