I’m not afraid to admit that I occasionally struggle with multitasking. Everyone does to some extent, I think. But occasionally I get so caught up in my inner-monologue that I confuse my internal thoughts with my external responses.
Remember when you got your driver’s license and your parents wouldn’t let you drive with more than one other person in the car for the first six months? I still get frazzled when I’m trying to drive and listen to other people.
Person 1: “Where do you want to eat tonight?”
Person 2: “Mmm, I was thinking Chinese. What about you?”
Person 3: “I think you’re turning right at the next light.”
Me: “What?” [Trying to listen to everyone]
Person 1: “Did you hear about Kate Middleton?”
Person 2: “I try not to involve myself—”
Me: [Obviously distracted] “Where am I turn—”
Person 1, 2, & 3: “You just missed our turn!”
Me: “SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!”
Me: “ . . . thank you.”
You know that idiom “too many cooks in the kitchen”? When there are literally too many people in my kitchen, this is what happens.
Me: “I’ve got to beat the batter about 100 times to get it the right consistency.”
Sister: “Mmm, it smells so good!”
Boyfriend: “What do you guys want to do for dinner tonight?”
Me: [Counting in my head] Mm.”
Sister: “Doesn’t matter to me.”
Boyfriend: “What do you think, Cecily?”
Me: “I don’t—”
Sister: “Do you want me to throw those eggs down the garbage disposal?”
Sister: “ . . . seven?”
Sister and boyfriend: [Laughing at me] “Seven!?”
Me: “I was counting!”
Has anyone else seen that ad for lumosity.com? You know, the website that’s supposed to make your mind less . . . slow? Maybe I should invest in a membership. This can’t be normal.