Whilst Compylot's post provided me with one of the best laughs I've had in a while, I'm gonna play Devil's Advocate for a moment: I've been in the supermarket with off-duty police officers, ambo's & various other people for whom a uniform is part of their job description. I don't stand in the aisle, thinking the cop's a w@nker because he ducked into the shops for a litre of milk on the way home - & (gasp!!!) didn't de-identify himself. It's his job, big hairy deal!
And no, I don't go down the local on a Friday night, dressed in my regalia, trying to pick up chicks. That said, if I did quickly run into the local Coles to grab a loaf of bread for the wife to make lunch for the kids the next day, I really couldn't give a **** what people think about how I'm attired. I'm not embarrassed about what I do for a living, but neither am I trying to impress anyone either. I'm not that precious - unlike many others on this forum who are.
