"Hey, how are you?" I asked. I am rarely ever at his lane at the grocery store, primarily because his work schedule and my shopping times don't match up, I think.
In his usual style, he mumbled that he was well.
Then, out of the blue, he said, "I don't understand why everybody seems to be in a hurry. They want things done fast, they drive fast. Why the speed?"
It dawned on me that this was not the first time that he has talked to me about this. The guy is really my kind of a guy. Slow and steady.
"Like yesterday" he continued. "I was driving down south with the cruise control set to between 65 and 70, and everybody else is passing me. Felt like they were driving 80 and 85 and 90."
I nodded a yes. Meanwhile, an older couple had joined me in the lane, and they were trying to listen in. But, in addition to the problem of joining a conversation that is well underway, they also had to deal with his muffled mumbles. Strangely enough, I was doing well keeping up with him.
"What's wrong with people? Why do they want to speed like that?" He was really agitated over this.
"I know what you mean" I sympathized. I meant it, of course. I am one heck of a dull and boring driver. No speeding, no unnecessary overtaking. No road rage. No nothing. I can certainly put any passenger to sleep with my driving. Any passenger who is awake will probably jump out of my car and outrun my car ;)
"Last week, when I was driving on 99, on two separate occasions, two different drivers behind me flashed their headlights at me. Apparently they were in a hurry and wanted me to get out of their way." One was scarily close behind and I worried that he might even rear-end me in rage.
"After all that speed, what are they gonna do? Watch a TV show? Play video games? Surf the web? I don't get it."
He mumbled in agreement.
Sometimes I worry that this world is not made for us slow coaches. People do not have patience for us anymore. Even in talking--the young talk a million words a minute and I imagine they see the world in ultra slow motion whenever I start speaking! Then there was that taxi driver in Costa Rica whose speed in driving and talking fascinated me. She would perhaps join the people in America who find my driving and talking to be annoyingly slow.
But then there are places where people are even slower than I am. It is not easy to figure who the tortoises of world are!