The scene:

I'm early. 

Yep. That alone is enough for a post. 

But wait, there's more:  today is the SECOND time I've been ten (or more) minutes early.  And it ain't so bad. I might try it more often. 

I never plan to be late. I just have an overpowering desire to be exactly on time. Which, of course, means that 87% of the time I am late. 

At this moment the person I'm waiting for is 9 min late. Which wouldn't be so bad except

1. I have no idea what this person looks like

2. I'm standing outside a bakery by the mall

3. I basically look like a panhandler

4. Somebody put a loonie in my coffee cup. 

Here is what I've learned in the last 31 minutes:

1. A lot of people like fresh bread on a Friday night. 

2. Most bread purchasers are couples. 

3. Average length of time to buy fresh bread: 7 minutes.