HA!
I just realized that the title of this post has a whole other connotation to it. *snicker*
Anyway, it is pretty common for me to be seen wearing big ass headphones during my many adventures around the city. Now perhaps it is just me, but aren’t giant, soup-can earphones blaring music a sure sign that the wearer can’t hear a damn thing you are saying?
Apparently, this is not universal knowledge, because not once, but twice today I was asked a question while rocking to my own beat. I’ll regale with only one tale of the first genius who got me on the way up a flight of stairs and asked what train had just left.
“The one you missed… jackass.”