Last month I was working with a beaner for a week. He acted really strange around me for the first few days until he realized I'm not a vicious person. I DO carry a gun. He said something along the lines of "Man, I just realized who you remind me of. Edward Norton from American History X. Not gonna lie, you kinda sketched me out at first. You go strolling through the hood and a lot of niggas are going to go running inside when they see you bald, goatee'd motherfucker walking down the street. You look dangerous." That warmed my heart.