The absent-minded professor is commonly used to describe someone who are so engrossed in what they are doing or thinking, that they forget their surroundings. It is a common stereotype that professors get so obsessed with their research that they pay little attention to anything else.
I have been called this on several occasions, although not very often now. Sometimes it can be very helpful to be so engrossed into something, an activity or thought, that everything else fades away, and sometimes not so much.
Not that many years ago I was on my way to work, I wanted to get some breakfast on the way so I decided on McDonald’s drive-thru. I stopped at the intercom to tell them my order. I stopped at the first window to pay. Then I drove right on past the second window without getting my food. That’s right, I was so far into my own thoughts that I forgot to stop at the second window to get the food I paid for less then 1 minute before. I remembered a few minutes later, but I would have been late to work (and too embarrassed) so I didn’t turn around
I definitely have an absent-minded streak in me. Add the fact I do not suffer from ADD at all, sometimes I have to force my own distractions. When I used to play mmorpg, I could sit for hours without moving. Of course I believe video games can be an addiction which is another matter, but still, sometimes this would require you to yell at me for me to notice. Anyway, I still find myself able to be so immersed in a book that I will miss a meal. I have been so caught up in my own thoughts that I have driven past my exit, the same exit I have taken everyday for years. I have seen in my mind exactly what I want to paint and have spent hours on end to make it real, not even needing music or tv or people to break the silence around me.
A few weeks ago I left to do some errands. Take out the trash, go to the store, pick up a movie and get dinner. As I was driving down the street to go to the store, a car honked at me at the stoplight. I rolled down the window and the person informed me that something was hanging on the side of my car. Well, damn. The trash I hung on my side window, that I was suppose to drop off on the way out of the apartment complex, was still there. I pulled into the gas station right away, with a cop car following right behind! I quickly jumped out to grab the trash bag and dump into my trunk. The cop asked if everything was ok, and I sheepishly said that I was distracted and forgot about the bag. At least the bag was still intact.
Now its your turn. Share an absent-minded moment in your life, I know you have one! Don’t make me be the only one to embarrass myself!