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Thank you Martin, if I remember I'll give it a go.
Have fun,
Ian.
Do not argue with idiots; they will drag you down to their level and beat you with experience.
Cogito ergo sum - Descartes
Cogito cogito ergo cogito sum - Ambrose Bierce
STEVIE wrote:Don't recall where, but I posted that I'd had amazing service in the bank while dressed in a mini-kilt.
I reckoned that they thought I was a "mystery shopper". ...Steve.
Steve, I am a mystery shopper and we are told to dress "appropriately" or in some cases "business casual attire". We are not supposed to stand out. So I have not done any mystery shops in a skirt. Mystery shopping companies can dismiss shoppers for any reason and I don't want to draw attention.
Maybe the bank staff just thought you were attractive! Or maybe it was just great employees. Sometimes one gets fantastic service at random because employees simply love their jobs.
When I heard about skirting, I jumped in with both feet!
Maybe,
I don't doubt that some some of these people do actually "love" their jobs and are quite sincere in how they go about it.
I'm also a seasoned "seller" and what I had that day was above and beyond the call of duty for no good reason except the skirt.
I've no idea how the mystery shop employers work, but is it beyond them to throw in a "loose cannon" when it suits?
Steve.
Last night was "Town Meeting", a quaint New England traditional form of government where the townsfolk gather once or twice per year and directly participate in the running of the municipality. As near as I can tell, it's the last bastion of true democracy in the so-called "developed world". And so it came to pass that both Sapphire and I sallied forth unto the local high-school auditorium to participate in this age-old tradition.
Both of us had on our "go to meeting" garb, she in a very smart emerald-and-purple skirted rig and yours truly in black skirt, red petticoat, white collared dress shirt, an iridescent blue necktie, and blue waistcoat.
Both of us are well known about town, for any number of reasons beyond our style and fashion senses. I have a particular reputation for asking rhetorical questions of the "Town Fathers" that are actually intended to make the Meeting participants think. This, of course, is dangerous stuff and has caused some public consternation in the past. I hope my presence in the town is remembered for my intellect and not the length of my hair or the fact that I wear skirts openly.
In any event, Town Meeting went without incident (quite unlike one I attended in my old home-town as a minor, in the capacity of audio-recordist) where a bout of fisticuffs erupted in the aisles of the forum. (That's a cherished memory of mine, mind.) Sapphire and I didn't split any votes (although we have, very publically, in the past (we're both adults and can deal with differences of opinion)) and it was good to see the new Chief of the local Fire Department whom, previously, for many years was our local butcher.
The funny part happened after Meeting as the Fire Chief graciously held a door open and I moved to hold it for others (and thanked him in the process) -- and some of the red petticoat showed its colour (this is by design, mind; when I'm static my black skirt looks just like that -- in motion things get interesting). Sapphire was some several paces behind me at the time and got queried by an onlooking woman (who had the most amazing hair!), "Is he wearing two skirts?!" Sapphire informed her, quite factually, that it was a skirt over a slightly-shorter petticoat, and the eventual upshot of it was that I received high marks for a good look and for being a bit of a "flirt". I'll take that.
So, if God made the countryside, man made the city, and the Devil made the small town, I'll take the small town. It's an arena in which I can not only hold my own but actually receive some notice in (which is quite unlike a city).
Retrocomputing -- It's not just a job, it's an adventure!
Well guys, I'm to the point where I almost never wear pants anymore. Skirts are addictively comfortable and I'm hooked. I.ve even started wearing high heeled boots, (2 - 3 inch heels), with my skirts because I think skirts look much better that way and winter is coming on here. Been wearing skirts all summer and have gotten no negative feedback at all. In fact, I get some very nice compliments and conversations about my skirts. So guys, put on your skirts, pull up your big boy undies and strut out the door. You'll love it.
Well, I had three days last week when I wore a skirt as much as I could but "was forced" to wear trousers if I went out with MOH. The over the weekend we have had a friend, who we have known for a long time, stay who lives in Belgium. She has literally spent three days shopping and on leaving I don't think that you could have got a crisp packet in the rear half of the car. She left this morning very early, like 5am. MOH is at work today but before she left she said, "You can wear a skirt today." Not only could I not believe my ears I thought, "I wonder if she realises what she has said." But I just gave a very non-committal "OK". Anyway after she left for work I put on some stuff in brown, tights, skirt that buttons down the front, shirt and jumper but I just didn't feel right. So I changed into a blue shirt, jumper, denim skirt and thick black tights and felt a lot more confident. Anyway, I've been out shopping including having to ask the assistant where something was in one store. Was there any reaction - not that I was aware of. I need to go out again this afternoon and on Friday which is Children in Need Day ( a national charity fundraiser ) I plan on wearing a skirt all day in an out of the house and ( here's where the courage comes in but if she really objects so much then I know I will back down ) I hope that MOH doesn't throw a wobbler. I can always take a tin with me and shake it all about. I want to prove to MOH that people don't care but whether she will accompany me or what her reaction will be I don't know. Ideally I would like the suggestion for the skirt for the day to come from her and for her to help choose my outfit but I doubt it will.
I believe in offering every assistance short of actual help but then mainly just want to be left to be myself in all my difference and uniqueness.
I thought that it was one of the standards like LOL for Laugh Out Loud. From me it means My Other Half. I had a good day yesterday as I was skirted all day in and out of the house and no sarky comments. Today will be likewise as she is at work until late afternoon. I do feel free!
I believe in offering every assistance short of actual help but then mainly just want to be left to be myself in all my difference and uniqueness.
My only issue is that I wish to remain married to her for a few more years so I have to proceed at a pace that she is willing to accept. Once she has agreed to accompany me out of the house whilst I am skirted then I will feel content and happy. Until then I will do what I can to further our cause. I have on now a pale blue cotton skirt with a multi-coloured belt and DECENT SIZED POCKETS. The contrast to the black tights is striking. Oh well back to the dentist this afternoon to have a cap replaced. This is the second time. I don't know if the pin isn't long enough. Unfortunately I can't go skirted but will change when I get back.
I believe in offering every assistance short of actual help but then mainly just want to be left to be myself in all my difference and uniqueness.