Picture this...

[Celt]

.... big $50 a plate Republican Committee fundraising dinner. (No, I didn't ...I was given the tickets) All manner of high mucky-mucks in the party. House Majority Leader was key speaker.

300 men in navy blue suits and tasteful ties.

One rowdy Mick in a kilt.

I was studiously ignored all night. Oh, well.

[highlandtide]

Hmmm. Sounds like you weren't rowdy enough! 8)

[Celt]

Hrummph. Obviously. Well, too, the whole affair was dry, to my keen disappointment, and that may have had something to do with it.

[Ded N. Buried]

Dry, but funny. Sounds cool, way to go Celt.

thanx...Ded N. Buried

[KiltedHuntsman]

You frightened them, even intimidated the men-sheep. Feel the power, kilted brother!

[Casey]

The "suits" have a very limited ability to deal with "something different". At best they hope that if you ignore it, it will go away

Believe me! I've worked amoung them for 32 years.

Casey

[Celt]

To ice the cake, all the women were dressed in ultra conservative power suits....'cept for my wife, who wore a strapless slinky evening gown, and the fly plaid that matches my kilt broached over her shoulder.
They ignored her too.
Between the two of us, we've evolved "Don't give a rip" into a fine art.

[Casey]

I think that the problem was that you were too coordinated for them to comprehend. Blue suits and blue suits are blue suits with blue suits.

Casey

[Celt]

Oh, no .... there was a lot of variety. Some had diagonally striped blue ties, some had diagonally striped red ties.

[bubba]

Shoulda gone around shaking hands and being in their faces