I keep thinking that being a school bus driver would be a perfect job for me.
I don’t mind getting up early. I’d have the end of my mornings and the beginning of my afternoons free, and I could still write, probably as much as I already do.
And yet, I really do know better. The repetitive aspect of driving a bus would mean I’d become inattentive. I’d start to forget little things. Things like that it was Monday, or I’d leave my license and bright yellow vest at home.
Next it would be where I was going. Eventually I’d forget to pick up kids or drop them off where they were going.
Get off the bus!
I know, you’re saying, “I have ADHD and that doesn’t happen all the time.” But if you’re driving a school bus, you only need it to happen once in order to be in trouble.
A school bus driver has a job that includes that nasty thing that those of us with ADHD hate … a routine.
Grab a cab …
Now driving a taxi would be different. Yes, you’re supposed to be to work at a certain time on certain days, but if you’re not, you simply don’t get paid for the fares you missed. And there’s little routine, one fare might be going to the airport, another to the bus depot.
One might be somebody on the way to a meeting downtown and another might be to pick up some kid whose bus forgot him and then get him to school. (We know who was driving that bus, right?)
But though I don’t do either of those things, I do drive every day. And I am one of those people who can be distracted. Easily.
Crack down on distracted drivers
Locally, in my area, we have laws against what is referred to as “Distracted Driving.” The point of these laws is to stop people from using phones for calls or other communication.
But they are deliberately vague, giving the police leeway to bring them if someone is applying makeup, or fiddling with an MP3 player, eating and drinking, reading a map or even the report they were supposed to have studied the evening before.
Wait, I don’t do those things …
My distractions while driving are actually more likely to be sunsets, cool cars in the other lane, friends walking on the sidewalk, fields of wheat or corn or anything, wildlife, you get the picture.
Additionally, while I may not be reading the report I didn’t look at last night when I was supposed to, I might well be unable to stop worrying about it. Or I might be worrying, or thinking about a hundred other things in my life.
No worries. Well, maybe …
And since there is often some anxiety involved with having ADHD, and since my mind is capable of thinking about dozens of things in a short amount of time, I may actually be worrying about things that might never happen.
Things like, what if I were to get a job as a school bus driver.