I walked into the local Skyline Chili today for lunch with my youngest son. I was there on business, and days where I work for myself, I wear my kilt. Days I work for my mom, I don't, simply because she is friggin crazy and last time I wore one near her store she evicted me. (Which is why I now OWN my house.)

Anyways, I get my son seated in the high chair and take off my coat. First thing that happens is the xmas music plays a Celtic song that I didn't recognize beyond the style of flutes. All the people at the nearby tables are looking at me, and I said to the ones closest to me, "I think Mike is screwing with me" (The manager, who I was th"ere to see, in addition to getting food. I donated hot sauce to their employee charity auction.)

About a minute later, he walks over and the first thing he said was "I did not touch the music, that song really did come up randomly."

I gave him the donation, and the lady at the next table comments on how nice my accent is. So I look at her and reply in my "standard Ohio" accent "I was not blessed with the ability to sing, but accents are natural to me" and one of the people at her table laughed.

Lunch was more fun today than I have had in a long time.