Apparently I've had a kilt on every time I've been to the car dealship here in town to get my truck serviced. At least three or four of the employees there strike up a conversation of some kind while I wait. Last time I went in jeans ( painting my livingroom. kilts may be clothes, but I don't have any painter-s kilts) and everyone there asked "why no kilt?" Definitly made me feel better.
I also get the same treatment at the local tavern I visit on occasion. The usually have my drink waiting for me before I even get to the bar. Very good things.
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