The lady grabbed the collar of my shirt and let out a puff of breath.

“Take it off!”

Take it off? Did she even understand what she was asking? Laughing in disbelief, I decided to ask her directly.

“Are you harassing me right now?” “No!” “Is it okay if I report you to the Housekeepers’ Human Rights Committee?” “There’s no such thing.” “I’ll start one today.” “Heeek! Just take it off!”

Her eyes were deadly serious. She looked as though, if I didn’t take it off, she’d crawl on the ground and tear it off me herself.

‘This is a …