I went on a delivery run with two coworkers in the company’s extended cab pick-up. The pick-up doesn’t get much use, so it’s an unfamiliar vehicle to almost everyone at our company — including the three of us making the delivery run. I sat in the back seat.
The rear window was blocked by cargo, and the driver mentioned that he would need help seeing behind him, because he couldn’t adjust the mirrors to be useful (I’m not sure why.) After making a nice left turn onto a medium busy street, the driver initiated happy talk with the front passenger.
He kept his right hand in constant motion, orchestrating his words.
He tried to engage the front passenger in eye contact while he talked — sometimes I see this in movies, with a driver only occasionally taking a forward glance, and regard it as bad dramatic license.
And the driver’s left hand held a cardboard cup of Starbuck’s coffee. Generally that hand didn’t touch the wheel, but it was still the driver’s primary driving hand. He could unwrap his fingers enough to push the steering wheel with his fingertips. Agh!
I said something like, “For god’s sake Mike, stop waving your hand around.” He laughed and paid attention to the road for 10 seconds.
I’ve worked with the driver for a couple of years, and we’re very friendly but not real close. He’s an interesting mix of nervous insecurity and stiff-upper-lip self-reliance… but his driving technique was the scariest I’ve witnessed in 20 years. It wasn’t an attempt to be hyper-cool, it was just a stunning lack of attention to the road, combined with long stretches of no-handed driving.
And yet, we got where we were going in fine fashion. Merges and backing-up were handled smoothly. An outside observer might not have noticed anything amiss about the truck’s motion. As far as I know, the guy was had no accidents in the time I’ve known him. My wife says her best friend displays a similar lack of attention, digging for CDs, looking at maps, with a similar lack of consequences.