Ah, kids....

[Alaskan Celt]

[richardljohnson]

...Why is it that those who have seen and done the least in life, are the most apt to correct or give unsolicited advice to those that actually HAVE?

Invariably those that choose the path of least resistence i.e. conformity are the ones who are most critical of the INDIVIDUALS and other endangered species.

AMEN!

RLJ-

[Rob Wright]

Kids are an entertaining lot. I had stopped by to see my mom briefly while she was teacking her kindergarten class. Of course I was kilted casually. The kids couldn't keep their hands off the pleats and a couple of them tried to roll underneath to get a peek .
I also had aboyt half of the school staff stopping in to get a look at the "guy in the kilt". Ended up talking to three or four other classes about the kilt before I could get out of the school.

Rob Wright

[Rigged]

I went to see my chiropractor again last week. Her daughter was there again.

This time, instead of looking at me like I was a slimy bug, she was grinning so hard she couldn't speak.

I think she's ok with the kilt thing now.

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[Rigged]

Oh! Almost forgot. We (Sherri, her daughter visiting from Michigan, and I) went to a high-school play. Very nice production of "Jungle Book." One of Sherri's co-workers had a son in the play.

A few of the adults seemed puzzled and one or two seemed a bit upset at my attire. No reaction at all from the kids.

I was down in San Jose to look into getting my car painted. I wanted to check the place out before taking the car in, so I parked on the street. I didn't have change for the meter, so I walked up to a couple of tough-looking Hispanic youths standing on the corner and asked for change for a dollar.

No reaction. No change either. A guy had just parked a utility truck behind my car. I hit him up for change as he got out of the truck. I got change and headed to the shop.

I walked in and the guy at the desk (wearing blue coveralls) looked at the kilt. "Hot day today," he said gazing longingly at the kilt.

I conversed with the guy, checked the paint samples and brought the car around for an estimate.

Other than the car accident that happened across the street from where I was parked (teenaged girl apparently ran a red light, clipped an SUV, went up on the sidewalk and wrapped the front of her car around a light pole -- no serious injuries, thank goodness), it was a pretty un-eventful outing.

San Jose, for those who haven't been there, is a very conservative town inhabited largely by Hispanic immigrants. During the weekdays you'll seen people in business attire in the downtown area. You're just as likely to see guys in jeans, cowboy hats and cowboy boots.

I'm in San Jose quite a bit since I go to college there and attend live theatre. In four years I've only caught a glimpse of another fellow in a kilt. But I think there was a festival of some kind in town.

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[akaussie]

G'day all, my daughter when she saw me in my kilt for the first time asked me if that was a skirt I was wearing. I responded by telling her that yes it was a skirt but it was a mens one called a kilt. she said ok and was satisfied by that answer. my son however never said anything, just looked and took it all in. wasnt till a couple of nights later when i wasputing him to bed whilst i had my kilt on that he pointed to it and said" that looks nice daddy". but thats typical of Ham, he always checks things out and analises things before giving opinion. cheers to all Andrew