| mysticmead ( @ 2007-08-06 09:09:00 |
What is freaking out the natives???
ok, there are going to be a few of you that ask the question... what exactly is freaking out the natives?? here it is in a nut shell...
I live a kilted life.. I have been wearing a kilt for the last year every single day. Freaking out the natives is the reaction to wearing a kilt that I get from the local residents of the area that I live... here's an example of what ya might see me post.... (shamelessly copied from the entries I've done at www.realityunleashed.com
After I got off work... My wife and I hopped in the car and drove to target...we had a couple things on our list that we HAD to have... pillows... our old worn out down pillow are a pain in the neck... literally... I wake up and all I feel is pain...and we need a carrier for the cat...cause well... she has been scratching her ears real bad and we're gonna take her to the vet... I wasn't about to try and HOLD a cat in a waiting room full of dogs...I like my skin intact and on my body thank you...
now to the freaking out the natives part..we park the car at Target...and as I'm walking across the parking lot and damn near to the door I hear.... Wooooooooooooo BABY!!! NICE LEGS!! being shouted by a passing car.... there were girls in the back seat that did the yelling...and the driver (a guy) was beat red from the embarrassment of his passengers....
While in Target... I got a few stairs...including some old lady in a motorized shopping cart...she sorta stared not knowing what to think...there were a few other strange looks... mostly people in shock from seeing a guy in a kilt out in public...
Next we decided to head to burger king... cause well... neither one of us felt like cooking dinner..I placed our big order to go and went to help Mah get the drinks ready.... that's when I heard the familiar gasp....I turned around and EVERY single employee there was stopped dead in their track staring... even the ones working the food prep area... the girl werkin drive through was the one that had gasped and when she saw I was staring back at them she turned several shades of red... it was all she could do to not keep looking while we waited for our food...she even had to take a break with another girl werkin there to go outside....and of course....stare some more
so there ya have it...
ok, there are going to be a few of you that ask the question... what exactly is freaking out the natives?? here it is in a nut shell...
I live a kilted life.. I have been wearing a kilt for the last year every single day. Freaking out the natives is the reaction to wearing a kilt that I get from the local residents of the area that I live... here's an example of what ya might see me post.... (shamelessly copied from the entries I've done at www.realityunleashed.com
After I got off work... My wife and I hopped in the car and drove to target...we had a couple things on our list that we HAD to have... pillows... our old worn out down pillow are a pain in the neck... literally... I wake up and all I feel is pain...and we need a carrier for the cat...cause well... she has been scratching her ears real bad and we're gonna take her to the vet... I wasn't about to try and HOLD a cat in a waiting room full of dogs...I like my skin intact and on my body thank you...
now to the freaking out the natives part..we park the car at Target...and as I'm walking across the parking lot and damn near to the door I hear.... Wooooooooooooo BABY!!! NICE LEGS!! being shouted by a passing car.... there were girls in the back seat that did the yelling...and the driver (a guy) was beat red from the embarrassment of his passengers....
While in Target... I got a few stairs...including some old lady in a motorized shopping cart...she sorta stared not knowing what to think...there were a few other strange looks... mostly people in shock from seeing a guy in a kilt out in public...
Next we decided to head to burger king... cause well... neither one of us felt like cooking dinner..I placed our big order to go and went to help Mah get the drinks ready.... that's when I heard the familiar gasp....I turned around and EVERY single employee there was stopped dead in their track staring... even the ones working the food prep area... the girl werkin drive through was the one that had gasped and when she saw I was staring back at them she turned several shades of red... it was all she could do to not keep looking while we waited for our food...she even had to take a break with another girl werkin there to go outside....and of course....stare some more
so there ya have it...