I knew an engineer a few years back who was a physically imposing guy. He’d been a linebacker at a small college, and then in his 30’s and 40’s he lifted a lot of weights.
So, we were talking about our kids one day, and he had a daughter. He was recollecting that one Saturday morning the daughter’s boyfriend showed up. At the time, he was in the garage dressing a deer. He stood up, wiped his hands, shook hands with the boy, greeted him ... all very polite. Thinking about it later, he said, “I never had any trouble with that kid.”
No T-Shirt needed.
You know the funny thing about that statement is that it was never the parents of female friends or girlfriends that owned firearms, hunted or were traditional.
The only dispute I ever got into while invited to someone’s home for with a female friend of a friend involved the following exchange.
“So are you sleeping with any of Heidi’s friends?”, asked by hippie mother.
“No, I’m not sleeping with anyone until I’m married.”
“What do you mean you’ve been celibate though college?”, the incredulous ex-hippie mother asked me.
That was a first and only family gathering I attended with them.