I was at the post office dropping off some packages not too many weeks ago. So I had one of those plastic USPS bins under one arm full of outgoing mail and supply orders, and I was holding my can with the other as I hobbled towards the front door.

Just as I was about to walk in a man came out who looked like he should have been in a dictionary as a picture beside the word redneck. Having grown up in the South, I don't consider that an insult, just a class of person. This guy had hair like a rat's nest, a dirty t-shirt with a Monster Truck & a confederate flag on it but without sleeves, blue jeans and a belt buckle larger than the one on my kilt belt! And of course the requisite untied leather work boots and almost as many teeth in his mouth as grease stains on his shirt.

He was a nice man and held the door open for me. I thanked him and as I walked by he said "Nice skirt, er, I mean kilt." I was thanked him for the compliment and also for correcting himself. He said that when what he'd first said came out of his mouth he felt it sounded like an insult rather than a compliment so he had to use the proper name.

So then I asked him if he knew why it was called a kilt. He said no, so I said "Cause the last guy who called it a skirt got kilt!"

Needless to say he nearly slammed the door on me while I was still standing in the doorway he was laughing so hard. He thought that was so absolutely funny.

So you can get really nice compliments from unexpected places. Just because a guy doesn't have a decent dental plan and has a blue-collar job doesn't meant that he's not an open minded, decent chap who it turns out shares a secret desire to wear a kilt! 8)