Exiled in a kilt

I hate whoever loads the trucks that come to the store. I often think they are deliberately trying to piss me off (it aint paranoia if its actually true).

I took delivery of approx 750cubic foot of merchandise today (should've taken me maybe 45mins) Instead of it being organised & ready to go I had to handbomb 10 treadmills because they were stacked so unsafely that the entire skid fell over when I lifted it on the pumptruck. This would've been fine in and of itself, but having to hand unload two hundred 20kg bags of Water Softener salt & wood stove pellet fuel was too much - the shoulder is sore. It took 2 and a half hrs, ridiculous.

Ok, now other considerations: What version (clothes-wise) of kilted would the girl like to meet?

Smart, sophisticated kilted (clean shaven, dress trousers, Blue good shirt)

Casual kilted (black jeans, long sleeve t-shirt & open short sleeve shirt)

Hip, cool kilted (blue Jeans, "designer scruff", funny t-shirt)

All have their good points, all are part of me, but all are unsuitable for first dates with some kinds of girls