Yesterday, at Missouri State, I saw a guy wearing a kilt coming out of the AG building. The gentleman wearing the kilt probably doesn't realize it, but he is a character type that appears on campus regularly. When I left corporate America in 1998 to attend MSU (then SMS) there was a kilt wearer. He was probably an English major because he spent so much time in Pummel Hall. It seems that every semester since then, there has been a kilt wearer.
Of course, kilts are not the only character types on campus. There are what I call the circus acts. A unicycle rider. People walking a low wire connected between trees. Jugglers. People in this group seem to hang together. And there is my favorite group, the hippies, smelling like patchouli oil, wearing dreadlocks. Of course there are many groups on campus. OTC has its game players. And many of the groups are sanctioned clubs. But these are communities made up of like minded people who have joined together for a common, usually fun, cause. The kilt wearers are lone wolves.
There is no clan of the kilt wearers. They don't appear in mass at any parades, and I have never seen one of these guys standing on the commons, playing a bagpipe as the sun rose over Carrington Hall. . Unlike yesterday's kilt wearer, the one back in 98 wore the full regalia complete with Ghille Shirt, belt, kilt with a flap, and knee high socks. The guy yesterday was wearing what amounted to a plaid skirt with no flap and none of the rest of the outfit. I wanted to stop and ask him if he knew his outfit was incomplete, but decided it really wasn't any of my business.
Of course, kilts are not the only character types on campus. There are what I call the circus acts. A unicycle rider. People walking a low wire connected between trees. Jugglers. People in this group seem to hang together. And there is my favorite group, the hippies, smelling like patchouli oil, wearing dreadlocks. Of course there are many groups on campus. OTC has its game players. And many of the groups are sanctioned clubs. But these are communities made up of like minded people who have joined together for a common, usually fun, cause. The kilt wearers are lone wolves.
There is no clan of the kilt wearers. They don't appear in mass at any parades, and I have never seen one of these guys standing on the commons, playing a bagpipe as the sun rose over Carrington Hall. . Unlike yesterday's kilt wearer, the one back in 98 wore the full regalia complete with Ghille Shirt, belt, kilt with a flap, and knee high socks. The guy yesterday was wearing what amounted to a plaid skirt with no flap and none of the rest of the outfit. I wanted to stop and ask him if he knew his outfit was incomplete, but decided it really wasn't any of my business.