So last night I ran an experiment. I slowed all my movements down. Even striking a match so slow and methodical. I stood straight, and when sitting leaned back in a very relaxed pose.
What I found. Rich Arabic dudes watched me like hawks, and starting mimicking my behavior. Hookers didn't approach. My Mark Nason's are loud, and I struck hard, and opened my stride when walking. It was loud across marble. Damn near everyone watched me walk to the bathroom. It was a commanding presence.
Emech schooled me on this. It makes a difference. I left the girls on my left shoulder, until it got to the point of going in for the kill, and then I faced them and stood over them.
The prick Syrian dude got a strong handshake, and my chest poked out. His posse wouldn't even look me in the eyes. The whole night I made a point of standing tall, and spreading out.
Oh yeah, one stupid blond hooker took my seat. I stood over her and intimidated her off the seat. Well, that and I grabbed her arm and threw her off it too. Funny, though, b/c her and her friends wanted to talk to me after that.
Now, by the end of the night, I got pretty fucked up. My movements became jerky, and I started making less eye contact. After that, no one paid any attention. At least not to my movements. They were watching me due to my classic Ali-B blah blah blah.
What I found. Rich Arabic dudes watched me like hawks, and starting mimicking my behavior. Hookers didn't approach. My Mark Nason's are loud, and I struck hard, and opened my stride when walking. It was loud across marble. Damn near everyone watched me walk to the bathroom. It was a commanding presence.
Emech schooled me on this. It makes a difference. I left the girls on my left shoulder, until it got to the point of going in for the kill, and then I faced them and stood over them.
The prick Syrian dude got a strong handshake, and my chest poked out. His posse wouldn't even look me in the eyes. The whole night I made a point of standing tall, and spreading out.
Oh yeah, one stupid blond hooker took my seat. I stood over her and intimidated her off the seat. Well, that and I grabbed her arm and threw her off it too. Funny, though, b/c her and her friends wanted to talk to me after that.
Now, by the end of the night, I got pretty fucked up. My movements became jerky, and I started making less eye contact. After that, no one paid any attention. At least not to my movements. They were watching me due to my classic Ali-B blah blah blah.