Last thursday I decided to wear kilt to work, so I took out my blackwatch casual , a nice black tshirt and a utility west and headed off.

Since it's summer and most of the guys are on vacation I was more or less alone at work and didn't garner any comments per se, one or two of the customers that came it made a nice comment... bu that was about it.

Then I went off to buy my lunch at a nearby supermarket. As I passed by the freezers, I see (out of the corner of my eye) a old man stop dead in his tracks and turn his head towards me.
I kept on walking, but it felt like he was staring at me. So after 10 feet or so I turned around and stared at the place I thought he was at... and sure enough, the old man stood there staring at me with a confounded look.
I locked gazes with him and stared back for about 3 seconds, after which I turned back and kept on walking as if nothing had happened... well I admit that I grinned abit

As I drove back to work I thought that it had been a perfect moment for a "Didn't your mother teach you that it in impolite to stare?" or "Can I help you".