More on the Xmas party

Well it seems that when I went to my wife's Xmas party Friday night I was wearing a top that one of the doctor's wives happens to own. Of course she recognized the top, and a few others noticed my boots. My wife was asked if I was wearing makeup, because one of the women couldn't believe I wasn't (I wasn't wearing any). Let's hear it for religion! Of course everyone that had an issue with the way I was dressed was ultra-religious. Several of them were afraid of me. I never can understand why people fear the unknown. If I saw someone wearing something that just didn't look right I might ask about it. I make it a point to learn about things that I don't understand, but many people int his world don't seem to take that approach. They would rather burn it at the stake than try to understand what is going on. My wife is pretty much avoiding the conversation at work because she doesn't know people well enough to know who might have a cow and who will accept things. I can see her point, as she has only been there a little over a month now and is still a temp. If it was me I'd be there as Heather and set them all straight, but it's not my job, it's hers.