They Mean Well....
Coming home from the Verde Valley Highland Games I stopped at the Trading Post in Cameron to freshen up and buy some nibblies for the road.
I'm wearing my U.S. Army tartan kilt.

Cameron Trading Post is a tour bus stop so the place is usually full of folks from all around the World. As I'm leaving a guy coming in sees me and says, "MacGreagor Clan?" in a most friendly way. I responded, "U.S. Army" and he sort of looked again, nodded, and we moved on.
But the point is the encounter with a stranger was entirely positive.
On the way down I'd stopped at the same place and as I was walking in one of the busses was offloading and an extremely attractive blonde lady in her 30s gave me a big smile and said, "I love your outfit!" Before I could respond two tall guys flanked her and led her away as they looked back at me...like maybe I was a nut case for being kilted....but hey, she knew....
Ron
Ol' Macdonald himself, a proud son of Skye and Cape Breton Island
Lifetime Member STA. Two time winner of Utilikiltarian of the Month.
"I'll have a kilt please, a nice hand sewn tartan, 16 ounce Strome. Oh, and a sporran on the side, with a strap please."
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