Greetings from a Milwaukee Utilichick

[redbaronx71]

i've been on the Utilikilt Yahoo group for several years, and i recently posted this story over on that board. Riverkilt convinced me to join here and post my story... i think it's a good way to introduce myself...

some of you know me and some of you don't, but for those of you who
don't know me i am izzy, one of about a half-dozen Utili-chicks on
this list.

anyway, i was wearing my Postal Blue neo-trad and a t-shirt at work
yesterday (retail-- used bookstore chain) and i can hear this woman
coming down the aisle calling to me (she's about twenty feet away...
and she's only seen me from behind):

"Sir, excuse me... SIR!" now, i KNOW that she is talking to me, but i
decide to milk it...(and NO i'm not offended by her calling me "sir"
in this situation, only when people call me "Sir" when looking me in
the face...)

"SIR! EXCUSE ME!" she approaches and i turn around. i AIN'T no guy

okay, sure from behind all she can see is boots, kilt, BIG black
tattoos, and a mohawk pulled back into a ponytail... but she thought i
was a guy because i was wearing a KILT. and this is in Wisconsin
Suburban Hell (Brookfield, about a half hour west of Milwaukee).

so, for those of you worried about getting called a chick or a
crossdresser for wearing a kilt, stop worrying so MUCH... sure it will
still happen but not because those people are honestly confused.
People will call you those things because those people are mean and
insecure.

no, it doesn't take guts for a chick to wear a kilt, but it does take
some guts for a chick to do a lot of the other things i do.

izzy