This is not really a interesting story, I just thought I'd share a day in the life of a kilt in small town Georgia.

I strapped on my Gordon Modern this AM and headed down to the county government building to pick up a Sample Ballot for our elections Tuesday. As I get out of my car a couple of guys are walking across the lot away from me out of ear shot, but one looks and see's the kilt and turns to get the other to take a look also. Nothing said. I walk into the foyer where the security screeners are. I toss the sporran on the X-ray belt and walk thru the metal detector. Surprisingly the kilt pin didn't set off the alarm. Whatever they were thinking they never said a word about the kilt. He did however ask me twice if I had any metal in my pockets :confused:

As I'm stepping into the elevator I turn to hit the button and I notice a nice looking young lady looking at me with a wondering grin on her face Thank yoooooouuuuuuu. As I'm waiting for the voter office to open I'm reading the signs posted around and I hear people walking behind me and occasionaly detect an altered foot step beat as they are turning to look. The office opens and I grab my ballot without a word.

I arrive at work and this is nothing new. I've worn a kilt every Friday for the past year or so (and any other chance I get) so most folks are used to it but still like to joke about it, no big deal, they all know they have to go thru me when their computer screws up We do however have a couple of new employee's who are not used to the idea. One is a lady who I've not actually met yet and she's only seen me from a distance (I'd love to know what's going thru her head ) The other is a lady in her late 40's or so. I was in her office toady with another young lady (big flirt) who's showing her the ropes. As I'm working on her computer, the flirt asks, "soooooo, do you do boxers, or ya know, women wear panties, so ya know, are you just free?" I had been in and out of the office a couple times and over heard soe of the conversation about "the question". No big deal, I teasingly replied, "you know I can't talk about that." and she got the message. There are plenty of witty remarks that could have been used, but it's better if I remain professional...until the new employee get's to know me at least She still gives me the wondering grin as we pass in the hall, Thank yoooooouuuuuuuu!