T usually gets me a couple min early if I’m a few early. Usually he waits for me as I make a cup of tea with the Keurig in the waiting room, which I like as a benefit. But if I wait I delete emails on my phone. I have chatted with others when I’ve waited for my kid and been there for 45 min or so. Once the other person and I discovered we shared a somewhat uncommon life experience and I found that connection meaningful. In the way that the book Love 2.0 documents, which isn’t necessarily what it sounds like from the title.