Funny thing is, way back in 1985 on my first trip to Scotland there was a shop my cousin owned that sold men's fine clothing, rather upscale stuff.
One of the sales people had a few piercings, some tats and a spiked Mohawk, which I found kind of strange in place like that.
Later I casually mentioned to my cousin that back home you'd never see a guy looking like that working in a shop like that.
His response was simply, "It would be their loss. He's my top salesmen."
