I was on a plane about two weeks ago, and while perusing the St. Paddy's Day photos, the flight attendant saw one of me kilted. She mentioned how very nice I looked in my constume. 
I told her matter of factly that it wasn't a costume it was highland attire, Scottish national dress. Well, she was all flustered and began apologizing and telling me that she didn't mean anything and that she called her uniform a costume.
So I told her, "It's OK. It's just nice to be complemented by a pretty girl at my age." (She was about my age and not that pretty, but then neither am I pretty.) So, she felt less embarrassed and I hope her day was better after that.
I corrected her thinking, made my point, and perhaps made her feel good all at the same time.
Jim Killman
Writer, Philosopher, Teacher of English and Math, Soldier of Fortune, Bon Vivant, Heart Transplant Recipient, Knight of St. Andrew (among other knighthoods)
Freedom is not free, but the US Marine Corps will pay most of your share.
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