I will totally admit to being a reckless texter and driver back in the olden days of 2003 and 2004. I would text, text and text some more…not even looking up at the road to see what was going on. Texting with reckless abandon. A lot of times it wasn’t even important stuff…just talking to radio friends about goofy radio stuff…texting to find out my weekend plans…texting to see if anyone wanted to go shopping…texting about random crazies I’d run into. Nothing pressing.
I even had a few “drunk” texting friends…where we’d sit and text each other upon alcohol ingestion. It was completely harmless and we’d just text random nonesense we thought was hilarious. It was nice having a drunk texting friend or two. Alas, those days were put to an end when my car got jacked.
Texting on the bus doesn’t have the same danger factor involved and it’s hard to concentrate over people screaming in their megaphones about jesus or fending off crack dealers. The subway presented a whole new problem too, there is no phone reception down there…underground. It was pretty upsetting.
The first time I did feel somewhat alarmed over this was when I saw a sign that said; “If you have an emergency, call this number” A phone number was posted but the joke was on us…the subway riders. If we were getting attacked, murdered, mugged or maimed on the subway or the platform area…we couldn’t really call that number until after the attack was over. Then we’d have to drag our half dead bloody carcasses up the steps a few flights and hope we can get cell phone reception.
I’m fairly certain to this day, they did it to be funny.
I digress…After my car got stolen, I would rent cars often and I’d totally take the liberty to go on a texting frenzy while driving them. Sometimes I’d even refuse the insurance to add some danger to the whole thing.
Then I had a baby and the crazed driving and texting days were put to a squealing halt. No more danger, no more drinking and texting…or driving and texting or drinking, driving and texting while doing my make-up and eating a burrito. Egads…all the fun is OVER.
I solemly stopped doing everything that was bad and started driving like an old grandma…no phone in sight. Suddenly, all my texting buddies disappeared…one by one…I was no fun anymore.
I wasn’t ever drunk enough to be a funny riotious texter…drunk enough? I wes never even in the presence of alcohol to be drunk at all. I wouldn’t dare put a child’s life at danger with my rampid texting sprees…It’s over. I’m officially no fun. People were onto me too. They all noticed and wanted no part of this “chick with a baby and no texting business”.
I hung my head low but I trudged on and still to this day..(two years later) I don’t text and drive and in fact, I get really pissed at people who do. I yell outloud…”You bastard, you are putting lives in danger…put your fucking phone down…no one thinks you’re funny. You are just annoyig with your texting.” (I like to think of myself as a professional texter with all my snappy quips and ridiculously fast typing..it was a fun game, but alas a game I’m out of now).
So today, some chick (probably simillar to me a few years ago before my reformation) is driving along in her jeep…she is texting…she smashes into us from behind. OUCH…my neck snaps (it still hurts too, damn it).
We are all okay, she pulls over and KEEPS TEXTING. She does look up and spew forth a few sincere apologies. But she continues to text whoever she was texting…like our car being on the road was an annoyance to her texting brigade.
I bet she was texting the textee about how she just hit someon…LOL..LMAO…they are pissed…LOL They have a baby in the car…LMAO…Should I rob them for kicks? LOL
I sat and watched her text and felt a small twinge of jealousy creep over me. Oh, to be young (like two years ago) and texting and driving without a care in the world. Ha, I hit someone whille texting and driving…it’s okay. I’ll text my insurance guy..he’ll be right over. I can even text the police if you want…if they aren’t busy stopping some GTA and LOL-ing about it.
Secretly I just want one day where I can drive around town texting and driving with reckless abandon like the good ol days…before they passed laws against it.
