Odd feeling kilted

[kiltedsawyer]

Thanks guys, I appreciate all the responses. This wasn't the first time they had seen me in a kilt, but the first time they had seen me in a kilt and not at my own home. What did they think? Was I only going to wear it around the house?
Well, I've been kind of bummed out about it this morning, but now I've decided not to let it bother me. We have a Christmas party coming up next weekend and I intend to be kilted all the same.
Thanks again,
David

[Rigged]

My brother doesn't get the kilt thing and neither does my father-in-law that my wife and I share a 4-plex with (the inlaws have a downtairs apartment) . I get the occassional "eye-roll and sigh", but they haven't rejected me because of it.

They don't like it, but they do accept it.

[ccga3359]

I've had the same reaction from my parents and brother. It's not that they are uncomfortable with displaying their thoughts, I've known them long enough that I know what they were thinking. They know that if they don't like then too flipping bad. But i'm not going to force it on them either. It's a two way street. I have my kilting time (with kilted friends), I have my family time (un-kilted).

[Archangel]

Yeah, let it ride, see what happens.

My family has always expected me to do the Braveheart thing long before the movie came out, so I'm no judge of kilt sensitivity.

Somebody eventually says something.

[sharpdressedscot]

Brings to mind a story.

I was to meet a gentleman that I didn't know, and we were working through an intermediary, I forget why, anyway, we had a time and place, and I had his name, and nuthin' else.

I'm at the location and time, and I'm looking around for someone else who is looking around, and I haven't spotted anybody. I’m beginning to wonder what to do – make a sign? Public address announcement? Start yelling his name? Start asking all the people there if they are the individual? I was about ready to try all these things when then this gentleman enters the room, glances around the room and immediately comes over to me and introduces himself.

Not “Hello, are you….” Just “Hi, I’m……”

Later I asked how he knew me, and he had been told to look for the guy in the kilt. No one asked me if I was going to be kilted, they just accepted the fact that I always am.

Neat, now that I think back.

Pretty cool story, man.

I don't think we will ever run out of the "haters," some just don't get it nor care for it.