Chinese tradition often requires us to spout endless strings of greetings during the New Year. I’m happy to be polite, but I won't perform on command. I once had someone try to tempt me with an angpow, telling me I wouldn't get it unless I recited more lines. I was over thirty years old—as if I’d devalue myself for a two-dollar envelope. It felt less like a tradition and more like being asked to do a trick for a treat.