After watching Albannach close out the Richmond Highland Games this past Sunday, my wife had me run into the our local Food LIon grocery store to pick up a few things to fix supper. Of course, I was wearing my Macneill of Barra kilt, with a grey sweater, boots and pushed down kilt hose. This store is in Dinwiddie Va and is frequented by a mostly rural clientel. I fully expected to hear some skirt comments, and maybe a few questions, but I heard absolutely no comments at all. As I was looking at some apples of the fruit counter, an older black gentleman said, "excuse me". I looked, expecting to hear something about my kilt. Instead, I discovered my basket was in his way. I moved it, he said, "thank you" and went on his way without even glancing back. I've worn kilts out to dinner, and to a couple of movies, but this was my first time to wear it grocery shopping. I was somewhat disapointed. I had a lot of answers and comebacks ready, thanks to everyone here at Xmarks, but my kilted grocery shopping trip was a total non-event.