Last thursday I was on vacation from work and decided to wear my kilt to my night class. After arriving before class started I went to the restroom only to gather up a group of onlookers upon my return. As I set in my desk I heard the laughs outside the door. I ignored them!

During a break I am talking to my teacher and she says she has never seen a kilt in person before. She then tells me that her family is Scots-Irish and that her son has his clan crest tattooed on his chest.

That conversation made up for the laughs of the ignorant.

TKR