Have you ever been minding your own business, listening to Edoardo Ballerini on your AirPods as you walk from A to B, when someone on the street cheerfully asks about your handbag (“I’ve never seen one in that color”); your necklace (“Is it vintage?”); your hometown (“You can’t be a New Yorker; you’re smiling!”); or greets you in Chinese (“Ni hao!”) even though you’re Korean-American?
Has one of these cheerful people flattered you so adeptly that you actually stopped and actually removed one AirPod (but not two)?
