Don’t look tough, look crazy. People don’t bother me in the street. It’s because I dress like a hobo and mutter / silently move my lips talking to myself while walking down the sidewalk. If they do manage to get me to make eye contact, it’s intense enough they wish they hadn’t. A wallet and groping my ass aren’t worth losing an eyeball or testicle to what looks like a tweaker.
just saying all your thoughts outload is a fantastic way to keep people away from you, also acts as a sort of…humility check for yourself and as a socrates check for everyone else
Don’t look tough, look crazy. People don’t bother me in the street. It’s because I dress like a hobo and mutter / silently move my lips talking to myself while walking down the sidewalk. If they do manage to get me to make eye contact, it’s intense enough they wish they hadn’t. A wallet and groping my ass aren’t worth losing an eyeball or testicle to what looks like a tweaker.
If you did that in my town you’d be on the local crime watch group and be called a drug addict and have your local image tarnished
just saying all your thoughts outload is a fantastic way to keep people away from you, also acts as a sort of…humility check for yourself and as a socrates check for everyone else