While in a meeting, I (Ben) felt my phone buzz in my pocket. My heart skipped a beat, sweat slowly beading on my forehead. I closed my eyes and hoped that it wasn’t a dreaded call from school. It was. I excused myself from the meeting and stepped out into the hallway. As expected, my kid’s school was having difficulty with them and needed me to pick them up. I popped back in to apologize for leaving early and joined the rest of the meeting from my phone as I jogged to the train station to get back home.