The Mike Is Hot!

I stand behind the podium, getting ready to speak. The AV guy is fixing some stuff on the Mac. He leans back and turns to me. "The mike is hot!" he says. We're in Miami, I have the Spanish look, I should know the urban lingo. I stand back, thinking he just fixed some cables. The mike is too hot to touch. I wait. He waits. The audience waits. "The mike is hot!" he says, stressing his last syllable. "I shouldn't touch it, right?" He cracks a smile, white cosmo girl, he probably thinks. "Go ahead, it's ready for you, it's hot," he explains.