One never knows how to start these stories so I will just jump right in. Every morning prior to starting work for the day I head to a local gas station to get a large diet coke and a cup of coffee for the wife. I have been going to this particular store for several years and the staff has gotten quite used to seeing me arrived kilted. Most of the time it is a non event, even with the customers that come in.

Today was a bit different of a story. After getting the items I was looking for I headed up to pay for them. Today there was a new young lass working behind the counter when I placed my items upon it. After glancing at the items to ring them up she cried....

"OH MY GOD!!!!"

Looking back at her, somewhat bewildered, I asked "What? Is someone on fire??!!"

She then exclaimed "You're wearing a kilt!!!"

My response..... Wait for it...... "I know!"

After my response the whole place broke up in laughter and the young lass turned 25 shades of red.... What a great start to a Monday morning.