I'm kind of surprised that it took so long, but over the weekend I had the first negative reaction to the wearing of the kilt. My wife and I were at a hotel in Beachwood OH which had a bunch of kids from, I think, Baltimore MD there for some sort of football (pigskin, not soccer) tournament. As we were stepping off the elevator on our floor after having breakfast two older boys got on after we exited, and I had a feeling they were going to say something. Yup, they did, after we had gotten halfway down the hallway and, as I'm sure, just as the elevator doors were closing we heard one of them yell out "Queer!". My wife, bless her heart, responded "A**holes!" I'm certainly more disappointed in the ignorance of the two morons than I am annoyed or angry. As we were checking out I looked for them if only just to warn them that the next kilted man they called that might not be so easy-going and that they could wind up eating through a straw for a couple of months if he wasn't, but I guess someone else will have to educate them. I also wanted to ask them if they had ever seen Braveheart. <sigh>

Oh well. I just have to consider the source and remember that after the length of time I've been wearing the kilt if that is all that I've had to endure I'm fortunate.