I went down to the Palm Springs DMV office (kilted) to pick up the new personalized plates for my H3......SPORRAN. You meet all manner of persons when you go there, so I thought it would be a good test of the kilt. As I was taking off the old plates in the parking lot, I got whistled at by a passing pickup truck. Don't know the gender of the whistler, but I just smilled and waved anyway. I go inside, get my number and as I'm walking towards the waiting area a middle aged Hispanic man asked, "Is it a holiday for the kilt?", and I replied with enthusiastim, "Every day is a holiday!". He just smiled and nodded in approval. I sat down next to a young lady who leaned over and said, "I like it........it's cool!". A stocky young man slouching down in his chair a few chairs from her said, "And he ain't wearin' any underwear under it neither.........I don't". To which I replied, "So you wear a kilt too?". He just said, "Yep". I had other smiles and nods of approval, except from the DMV clerk, who was in a foul humor. I smiled and spoke politely, but she was having a crappy day and there was nothing I was going to do to change it. I think that's just the nature of the beast! I went outside to put on my new plates and the same Hispanic man was standing outside having a cigarette. He called out to me and said, "My respect to you my friend!". I thought that was pretty cool.

Cheers!
RB