On the way back from Vegas, there came was a moment when I had a choice. I could have reclined my seat and taken a nap as one of my closest friends of 14 years drove, or I could have kept him company. I thought, "I haven't slept in days, but how often am I going to get to shoot the shit with this guy?" And, it was then that I realized we had already been talking for two hours, and we still had so much more to say. It might have been the highlight of that trip for me, just learning more about a guy I have now known for over half my life. Today was much of the same. After talking to one of my best friends for two hours straight on a last running adventure for us, we talked for another two hours over a couple good beers and plates of food. We could have both been antisocial and buried ourselves in our phones after talking for so long, but what would have been the point of hanging out if that were the case?
There will rarely be anything on your phone that could be as important as that friend or significant other in front of you. You can give that person the greatest compliment with your undivided attention, or you can stay mired in your phone. And, this is coming from one of the worst workaholics you will ever meet.