Today I was walking through this mall downtown and saw a jewelry vendor I recognized from another market so I stopped and said 'hi'. Soon after, this woman came up and mentioned she noticed I was in a kilt. She said her husband had been born in Glasgow and had worn a kilt almost all the time.

That was a nice meeting.


I left them and walked into a "Dollar Store" and as I had barely made it 12 feet passed this family of a man, woman and teenage daughter, I heard the mother say (in a far too loud voice)

"what the @#%& was that"

(you can fill in the best expletive that fits those four spaces)


I could hear the man saying "it's a kilt" (at least he knew)


How can a grown woman get through her entire life in Nova Scotia and apparently not have ever seen at least a picture or video on the news of a kilt.


Anyway, I couldn't believe she just blurted out what she did in a store ... I guess she didn't think she was as loud as she actually was.