Fun day at the mall.

**Sindarius** · 8th February 06, 03:10 AM

Originally Posted by Norbydog

No one was hurt, but I am anxious to return to duty to see what was determined to be the "cause" of the accident. In Nebraska, the state wants some sort of cause, or determination of where the error was. Obviously the driver, but what led to her driving behavior.

Might have been she was to busy oogling(sp)

the man in the kilt and nay paying enough attention to the road.

But seriously, glad noone was hurt.

**cessna152towser** · 8th February 06, 05:24 AM

Norbydog's tale of being called to duty in his kilt reminds me of a steam train run from Edinburgh to Aberdeen some years ago. There was a guy there in full highland regalia who played his pipes at each of the stops. After we got back to Edinburgh some of us caught the normal service deisel train back to Glasgow. Halfway there the train brakes seized and we ground to a halt. Turned out the piper was travelling on the same train, and he was an off duty train engineer and he crawled between the carriages in his kilt, sorted the problem and the train got underway again.

**Rigged** · 8th February 06, 11:47 AM

When I was taking Search and Rescue training, one of the instructors refered to some of us as "Doers" -- guys that can be counted on to just get in and get the job done.

I suspect that most of us kilted men are "Doers."

**Deolain** · 8th February 06, 12:37 PM

This reminds me of one day while heading off to the Highland games in Ventura. While waiting on the platform for the train to arrive, a particularly disturbed woman was walking up and down the platform annoying everyone else (asking for money, or to borrow their cell phones, or just spouting that women were over represented in California and underrepresented in Alaska).

This was ok until she focused on a teenage girl (who had two younger brothers with her). She started to yell at the teenager, call her names, and threaten to arrest her and take her to juvenile hall claiming that she was a police officer.

The teenage girl was smart enough to walk around the corner to the ticket office but the disturbed woman was hot on her heels. As long as it stayed civil I was just going to let the woman blow off steam but I guess I was finally forced to act (6' 5" 280lbs, and dressed in a full great kilt).

When I got to the ticket office the teenager was yelling, the woman was yelling and the ticket agent was yelling. All of the yelling stopped when I opened the door. I asked the woman to show me her police ID. She fumbled through her purse briefly and said she did not have her ID with her because she had already "checked in."

I simply produced my ID and told her that if she did not disappear rapidly that I would be taking her to jail. She ran pretty fast for the shoes she was wearing.

I managed to catch my train and have a great day at the games.

Undercover Scotsman strikes again. :-)

**UmAnOnion** · 8th February 06, 12:51 PM

Originally Posted by Rigged

When I was taking Search and Rescue training, one of the instructors refered to some of us as "Doers" -- guys that can be counted on to just get in and get the job done.

I suspect that most of us kilted men are "Doers."

I like that one!!! I am a doer who usually gets accused of having control issues... but being a "doer" sounds so much better ;)