I think this is probably the most appropriate place for this little true story.
I think most people on this forum know that I am heavily tattooed, including on my face. I have a house-mate that rents a room here to help with the rent.
He knows not to ask me to go to the opera with him as that is just not my thing. But yesterday he said he had 2 tickets for a new opera "Moby Dick", and asked me to go with him to see it. I agreed to go and told him I would be wearing one of my kilts and my Argyle jacket with vest and tie.
Well he had gotten these tickets through an organisation to which he belongs. After I agreed to see this opera with him he felt it necessary to call the head of the organisation and ask if there would be any objections if the person he brought was wearing a kilt. No word about that person having facial tattoos. His only concern was would they accept me wearing the kilt.
Maybe I have a weird sense of humor but that really made me laugh.
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