It happened during Christmas dinner.
I took out my iPhone XR to check a text — surely someone was finally wishing me a Merry Christmas — and one of my wife’s relatives asked: “What’s that?”
“It’s an iPhone XR,” I replied, sinking, as many people do, to the Eks-R pronunciation.
“What’s that?” she replied.
I paused, a touch stumped for an explanation. Doesn’t everyone know about iPhones the minute they’re released — and often before?
“Well, it’s the newest iPhone,” I said.
“Never heard of it,” she replied. “Never seen one either.”