As I write this my phone is ringing, I'm doing my Internet banking and refilling the fax machine with paper. It seems like we're not happy unless we've filled every waking moment of our lives with something to do.
People eat their breakfast and check their voice mail on the drive to work.
The ATM line is the perfect place to call an estranged relative or answer your pager. The opening credits for a movie is a great time to place your order for mutual funds. What we've done is successfully eliminated the concept of spare time. I remember my father sitting on the big green couch under a reading lamp for hours at a time, carefully going through the newspaper. It was as if time stood still.