Once on a street in St Andrews, Scotland, an elderly gentleman walked up to me and started speaking in what I think was Scots Gaelic. I said to him (in English) that I was sorry, but I couldn't understand what he was saying to me.
He then threw down his hands as if I were a hopeless case and walked on. Did he take me for Scottish? I wasn't wearing kilts or a tammy, or anything like that. 