...hasn't happened in a kilt yet but I've always worn a lot of black and when I lived in a neighborhood full of aged, nearsighted Irish women they always walked up to me in the store and said stuff like, "...oh, Father, I see that you're buying a case of Miller High Lifes...do you like the Miller, then?" "Oh, Father, are you the new priest in the parish?" I am most certainly the LAST guy who has a priest outlook on life...this always happened when I was with my then-girlfriend-now-wife and she thought it was hillarious.

What can you say but "Oy! Do you have the wrong guy!"

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AA