Was kilted last Friday. (SWK - Standard USMC Leatherneck Tartan, blue hose and gray shirt) Went to a clothing store with the wife to find her some tops for an upcoming trip. The store was crowded with Christmas shoppers. The check out lines were long. A lady in front of us struck up a conversation about her Scottish background and mine. We were having a great talk when a gentleman(?) came up to me and said he had to ask if I was wearing anything under my kilt. I told him that I would not appreciate a kilt check. His wife told him that he rude and it was none of his business. Went to local restaurant for dinner. During the 30 minute wait I got several nice comments from several ladies that were waiting to be seated. The best one was from a lovely Lady in her 80's as she pasted me stating I looked sharp.

Now for the best part. Today I met with most of my wife's family. My daughter works for the before mentioned restaurant. She was telling the family about her job and what had happened to her last Friday. I had not heard this. Several of the other waitresses asked her had she seen the man in a kilt. She told them no and what section was he in. Little did she know that man was me. She went back and told them that man was her father. She said they were impressed and made their night.
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