» There I was .. sitting in the passenger seat of an SUV as we cruised down the highway. Chatting with the driver. Yackety-yak. When out-of-the blue I ask, "Is your cell phone in your pocket?"
My friend feels around. Yeah, it's there.
Silence .. as I start wondering .. "how come me to ask that?"
I mean » how come I asked right at that time .. in the middle of another thought? The question seemed to come from nowhere .. from left-field, so to speak.
So much so that it caught my attention .. and made me wonder.
I know why I was curious. Because there's no center divider on this particular road. And one small distraction (.. such as fumbling for a ringing cell .. or hurrying to answer it before the caller hangs up) can be tragic .. as cars & trucks (big-rigs) woosh by. So close.
Most major roads here in California have a center divider (.. often adorned with trees or flowers). But not this one.
Sometimes he places his cell in the dashboard cubby .. so he doesnt have to dig for it when it rings. It can be difficult to dig deep in your pocket while seated and driving at highway speeds (.. something I'd seen before, that made me uncomfortable.)
So that's my motivation for asking. But the timing. And how the thought seemed to come out of nowhere.
While I'm thinking about how the question seemed to pop into my head .. his cell rings. (I sh!t you not.)
Of course, he knows where it is .. cuz he just felt-around and found it. He retrieved it from his pocket and handed it to me. (Illegal to talk on your cell while driving here in California .. even tho everybody does it.)
As he hands me the phone, I say (surprised at the timing), "That was a good trick, huh?" =)
"Yeah," he says. (It was. Maybe 30 secs elapsed between the time I asked and when his cell rang .. 45 max.)