Not a clue on that, either. However, I had an interesting experience in sister-biz Sam's Warehouse Club on Monday afternoon that I thought I would share.

Of all the places that I frequent, Sam's Club is one place I rarely feel entirely comfortable kilted. No one says anything, but I get some odd looks and generally speaking it simply doesn't feel positive. Well, while standing in line to pay, the woman in front of me turned and asked me about my kilt: was I Scottish or Irish, play bagpipes, etc. She ended with a compliment. At this point the gentleman in front of her became involved. I had seem him earlier while shopping- he and a comrade were in tiger stripe camo Army uniforms and he shared that his name was Mario, adding that he was 100% Sicilian. Having been adopted into his friend's Macpherson clan, he also wore a kilt and was curious about my solid colored Pittsburgh Kilt. He then asked if I was regimental (first time a fellow has asked me that), making the woman blush and admit that she was curious about that as well but hadn't wanted to ask.


I admitted that I was wearing something beneath, which earned me a light-hearted chiding from Mario who said I should be ashamed of myself for breaking with tradition. At this point, the cashier way up at the front of the line became involved when she interjected that she was personally glad that I was not regimental. It was a regular party!


Before taking his leave, Mario took me aside and shared a joke that began,"There was a kilted Scot and an Irishman..."

You never know what can happen as a consequence of wearing the kilt.

Mychael