Sometimes I think I have Attention Deficit Disorder… Is that a spider on the wall? Phew.. No… It’s a smudge. But it kinda looks like a spider. I hate spiders. It better not be a spider.
Where was I? Oh yeah. Sometimes I think I have A.D.D but I know I don’t. I know this because I have a brother who suffers from it. He was that kid who could never sit still in class. The one who was always moving. The class clown. The kid who couldn’t quit bothering everyone else.(He’s probably going to kill me for sharing this next part with the world. But he’ll probably never find out because he’s never interested in anything I write.) He was also the teenager who got fired from his first job at a deli because he took the chickens out of the oven(twice!) and packaged them well before they were done. (Hello. Can you say salmonella?) When questioned about this the only excuse he could offer was… I was tired of waiting for the timer to go off.
I’m not as bad as him but as I get older I am getting worse.I partly blame my job for this. None of the kids in my class NONE of them ever are entirely still. Sit down. Don’t touch that. Take that out of your mouth. Get your hands out of your pants. All things I say a hundred times a day and now I’m am finding myself needing to get up and take laps around the building at least three times a day. (We call them sensory breaks.) Meetings at work are torturous for me. All day meetings are the worst. My colleagues know me well enough at this point to know that after hour 5 they are getting no more out of me. I get a weird, sort of a giddy punch drunk and can’t function like a rational adult.
Professional development days where we are locked together in a room and are supposed to pay attention to a speaker are the absolute worst for me. “You can’t get up. You can’t get up,” whispers in my head. “What would happen if you did get up? What would happen if you shot a spit ball at that guy’s forehead.” Needless to say I rarely learn anything these days unless the speaker is really engaging.
I’m not sure how I made it through college( and did well, thank you very much.) Especially Political Science where my not so charming professor would yammer on for TWO AND A HALF HOURS. It might have been because when I started college Facebook was in it’s infancy. I didn’t have a Smart Phone. There was no twitter. I wasn’t allowed to text message (my father refused to pay extra for it. SMH!) I didn’t have a blog. Or queries out or anything to obsessively check. I had no choice but to pay attention.
And that’s why I think we all are a little A.D.D because now we are so used to instant gratifcation. Remember the days when cameras used film? The days when you had to wait for film to be developed and (gasp!) the days when you couldn’t say, “I don’t like that picture. Take it again.” The days before email when you had to wait for a letter . The days before online bill pay. The days before the internet. Or microwaves. Heck, I haven’t been inside of a bank for years. Why would I go when I can deposit a check from my phone? And we wonder why kids today have a hard time paying attention. They never had a time when things didn’t come to them instantly.
So I know I’m not really A.D.D because I can sit and write for three hours straight and never once look at the clock. I can lay in bed and read for hours, or mess around on the internet and do a variety of things that don’t require moving a muscle for longs periods of time. (Why is that?) I guess I’m just a product of the Me Generation.
What about you? Are you having a hard time focusing lately? Do you love workshops? Hate sitting still for long periods of time? Hate waiting in line? Can’t live without your phone? Share with us. Any and all comments are welcome.