A day in a kilt

[Graham]

As many of you know, I make signs for a living. I must confess that it is a challenge to be kilted at work sometimes. Most days my work is confined to the workshop, this is my own comfortable, protected environment. I am "king of my domain" I can do as I please and clients who call in take me as i am, kilt and all.

But today I was out in the city, away from my comfort zone, ready for new challenges in a kilt.
My first job involved installing signs to the car park of a busy block of offices, running power leads across the car park, drilling into concrete - dust flying, hammering plugs into the cement. after that, calling into the offices, seeing the manager and checking to see if he was happy with the job.

I was wearing a USAK PV semi traditional, this kilt can take the punishment!

I presented myself in a normal, outgoing manner, professional and totally indifferent to how I may have appeared to this suited office manager. recieved a very normal response to my work, there were no comments about the kilt. I was testing a theory...be 'normal' to others and they will be 'normal' to you. It seemed to work.

The next job involved lettering to an exterior window on the busiest street corner in the city.
Working on glass enabled me to observe passers by through the reflection in the glass.
Every second person turned to look back at the 'guy working in a kilt', but no comments, except a rude council worker in a truck yelling out "show us yer b*lls", which I ignored, he wasn't my type:o

A year ago I would have been terrified to do what i did today, but I found the day in the city exciting, amusing, and liberating.

Even an ordinary work day becomes an adventure - in a kilt.

Later, in the evening, a dinner I had organised for members of our pipe Band and Bravehearts Tas, to farewell a retiring couple, went well.
Several members turned up in a kilt in a busy restuarant.

All in all I felt that the cause of kilting was advanced just a wee bit in Tasmania today. So I was satisfied.

[chasem]

...except a rude council worker in a truck yelling out "show us yer b*lls", which I ignored, he wasn't my type:o

can't imagine how he would've responded if you had've granted his request...

though he would probably be a little slower to speak the next time

Granted, you probably took the better approach ;)