Pumping Gas Kilted In The Wind

**Riverkilt** · 13th August 09, 07:46 AM

I live in a small town in the Canyonlands of Arizona. The town is perched on a mesa that is affectionately know as The Windy Mesa...and it is.

I'm kilted five years now and long ago learned to navigate my kilts in the wind. A special challenge is pumping gas kilted since the wind coming from under the vehicle gains speed and breaks free up under the kilt when I'm standing near the vehicle.

I'm used to paying special attention to the wind when pumping gas.

So yesterday at work I'm doing an intake assessment on a new female client. A friendly lady in her late 30s seeking relationship counseling. I'm wearing pantz yesterday.

Suddenly, she beams, "You're the guy pumping gas in the kilt!!" "My husband and I were driving by and I saw you. The wind was blowing and your kilt was all over in the wind and I kept saying Come On Wind!!"

Then she expressed some sadness that "nothing happened."

I took it as a compliment - at least an appreciation of kilts.

Ron

**Galician** · 13th August 09, 07:48 AM

the power of the kilt! ...well, almost.

**Kilted Jeeper** · 13th August 09, 08:28 AM

Great story Ron

**NewPiperinNY** · 13th August 09, 08:33 AM

Ya gotta love natural energy....

**Tattoo Bradley** · 13th August 09, 08:56 AM

I have no idea what you're talking about...

**Kilted Rogue** · 13th August 09, 09:25 AM

I was up in the Mountians of NC. We stopped to get gas and i was in a UK. So as the gas is pumping, my wife, brother-in-law and his GF are in the store getting the usual. I decide to Clean the windshield. Now i lean overt the hood just in time for a gust of wind to come on through. and i feel a tickle on my elbow. Its the hem of my kilt and ist resting on my back. Thankfully i chose to wear boxer briefs that day. but the story is still a good one and we all get a kick out of remembering it.