I showed up early in my engineering office with my Kilt and tweed Argyll. The guys generally chuckled and complimented me on the Kilt, saying I was braver than they.

The younger woman *loved* it ("magnificent!"), the older woman acted like I was a goofy kid (shook their heads silently).

One woman said "Hey, you wore your skirt!!"

She was gently corrected.

A couple woman asked what was underneath, I used the "I'm a man of few words, give me your hand..." line. They didn't persist.

One of our technicians was very insistent on knowing what was underneath. I used the usual line, "You're welcome to check, if you're Man enough..."

He scurried off and got a mirror.

While he was balancing the mirror on his shoe (even he wouldn't get down on the floor in front of me)trying to see, I explained about the mirror on the ground at the guard post at Edinburgh (spl?) Castle. After fooling with the mirror for a while, he said, without thinking, "It's too dark, I can't see d**k!"

Pause

"No, no that's not what I meant..."

He gave up.

Old Irish guy at the convenience store wanted to know where I had been marching. "No, no, just getting back from the office..." Turned out he was from Donegal, where my family is from.

I suppose I should wander off to the pub, have a few.