Just as my bus is pulling up to the stop, a woman walking by taps me on the elbow and asks, "Are you Scottish?"
I adlibbed quickly.
"Why? Do I look cheap? Why do people have to stereotype everyone?"
She sputtered for a second, then said, "I only asked because you're wearing a kilt!"
I shook my head, as if exasperated.
"There you go again!" and I got on the bus. I held my laughter until the bus pulled away.