I rode down to the C-store to pick up some beer. When I got inside there were several young gang banger wannabes hagning around taking up space. I could see the clerk was less than comfortable even though they really weren't doing anything wrong, just talking kinda loud with a lot of "yo" and such.
I am not one who is easily intimidated, but have always been pretty good at intimidating. I walked right through the midst of the largest group of them and towards the beer cooler. I looked them right in the eye and they tried to look tough but stepped back so I could get through.
In the aisle in front of the beer cooler were three kids wearing the typical uniform of "shorts" hanging down below their knees, boxers showing, and ball caps on backwards blocking the aisle and facing the other way. I know they saw me coming. In my best deep bass voice I said a polite yet threatening "Excuse me boys". I'm sure they loved the "boys" part. They looked at me, decided that I was far too ugly too mess with, and stepped aside to let me by.
I got my beer and then walked causally around the place making a point of looking every one of the kids straight in the face. It wasn't long before they decided it would be a good idea to clear out.
I then went to the counter and paid for my beer. The clerk thanked me saying that she had been nervous ever since they had come in as she was there by herself.
There are certain advantages to being ugly ya know. There's an old axiom "Never fight an ugly man, he has nothing to lose."