One of my silliest, yet loudest, fights with my husband in the car went like this: "Are you seriously eating an apple right now?" Him: "Yesth," (crunch, crunch, crunch). Me: "Do you know you could choke and die and run us all into a telephone pole?" Him: (a look that distinctly said, "Are you out of your freaking mind?")
I'm a big advocate for non-distracted driving, and I don't distinguish between talking on the phone and eating your lunch. After all, you can't choke on a phone. Usually. So when Oak Park, Illinois announced they're floating the idea of banning eating while driving, I say, let's do it everywhere! Especially where my husband lives. That guy loves to eat in the car.
Before you say what's the big deal, let me tell you.
I get it. You're a busy person who can't stop and have lunch in one place. You must grab your burger and shove it down your gullet while you're on your way to your next appointment. You're important. Fine. But how important will you be when you're dead or you're in jail?
Yes, I realize I just sounded like my mother. But honestly, we all need to slow it down, especially when we're eating. Oak Park gets that and that's why there is talk about a driving-while-eating ban. I like it! Even though it means my own husband might be arrested while traveling through Illinois.
Also, as someone who has almost been hit head-on twice in the last month by numbskulls who have had something in their hands that wasn't the steering wheel, I say let's focus on driving, people. You can have the cannoli when you get home.
Honestly, a distraction is a distraction is a distraction. Personally, I'm much more distracted by the smell of french fries than a beep on my iPhone that alerts me when I have a text message. And it's better for your digestion. There, I sounded like my mother yet again. But you know what? She was right.
Let's eat where we're supposed to: At our desks, all alone.
Do you think there should be a ban on driving while eating?
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