I sat in my local bus shelter this week, heading for town. I had a book, so I was fine. The bus was due in 10 minutes.
A car went by on the street. A man tooted his horn and waved…so I waved back. Then sat there puzzling about who he could be. Didn’t recognise the car at all… Then I turned to my left and saw the teenager sitting looking at her mobile phone screen.
On a chance, I asked whether the horn tooter was for her. Yes, apparently it was her dad going by. I gave a sigh of relief – I was off the hook. He might now be wondering why I waved but at least I wasn’t ignoring someone I should know. We went back to book and screen.
And the bus went by. Neither of us had thought to watch out for it, get up, or signal it.
There was nothing to do but wait another ten minutes…but put away the book and the phone at the eight-minute mark.
See? Being absent-minded is not just a sin of old age.