I reprised my costume as Jesus for Halloween this year. With my hair 8-inches longer than last time and my beard bushier with almost a month of extra growth, the resemblance I had to Christ was eerie.

It started the second I stepped foot in the Metro.

“Holy shit, it’s Jesus!”

“Jesus Christ!!”

“Look, that nigga Jesus!!”

A Muslim-looking man wanted to have his picture taken with me. I gave a serious look, like Jesus would, and made sure my large-print bible was in the frame of the photo.

On the Metro car a girl dressed up as a devil asked to take a picture with me as well. All the way down the car a group of teenage girls yelled my name (Jesus) and then rushed up to take photos with their camera phones. A girl dressed up as a referee, blowing her whistle loudly every two minutes, was next to ask for a picture. She was rather petite and I wrapped my arm around her so we’d be nice and close for the photo. Sober guys next to me gave me their respect with nods of compliment.

On my walk to the bar I had about four or five cars honk their horns. Guys hung halfway out the window yelling Jesus. I’d raise my arm to recognize their efforts to get my attention. A group of white people partying on a patio gave me a round of applause, and I blessed them with a hand motion that I practiced earlier in front of the mirror.

About a dozen or so photos were taken of me in the bar. I believe at one point a line developed. A girl I didn’t know bought me a beer, but didn’t want to talk. She just went to the bar, got my drink, and then left back to her friends. Countless Jews walked up to me, apologizing. The only time I was upstaged was when this asshole showed up in a robot costume with yellow lights and 80′s music blaring from his box head. He did breakdance moves and a crowd formed around him. I cried foul.

The attention got old pretty quick. I was just a cheap gimmick judged by my appearance and nothing else. People lost interest in talking to me if I stepped out of character.

At the next bar I gave off forced smiles with each Jesus yell. A group who wanted my photo made a demand that I pose with a thumbs-up sign. I declined. They kept demanding and I kept saying no. They made negative remarks out of earshot. Eventually I barely looked when drunk people came up to me with “JESUS.” I was much more receptive with calmer approaches like “Hey man I really like your costume. Is your hair real?”

Approaches fell into two categories: those that increased the likelihood of a conversation developing and those that decreased it. The parallel to game here was obvious to me.

I hesitated going home because I knew I’d have to walk through a sea of drunk people. The gauntlet. The attention from cars and and walking drunks was relentless. I wished I could take the costume off, or that I at least brought a band to put my hair back and be less Jesus-like. I kept my head down and avoided eye contact so I wouldn’t encourage anyone, but I still got a lot of “Hey Come here!” When I didn’t do what people wanted they got annoyed. “Jesus is drunk,” they’d say.

On the subway ride back I fell asleep, but people still tried to get my attention.

“Hey look it’s Jesus. He’s sleeping.”

There is such a thing as too much attention, especially when the attention is identical. You get numb to it, and only respond to something original or different.

Postscript: Take a look at How It Feels To Be A Fat Chick by Virgle Kent, my wingman of the night.

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Heh, excellent post. Maybe it really is true that hot women don’t always have it easy. This line in particular was quite telling:

I was just a cheap gimmick judged by my appearance and nothing else.

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How it feels LIKE to be a hot girl? you are better then that.

Excellent post Mr. R, interesting when you try and imagine life from the viewpoint of a hot chick.

Lots of lame come-ons followed by few actual interesting conversationalists. I think if I was a hot chick I’d porbably just stay home all nite and amuse myself ;)

and it becomes harder and harder to tell the difference between who you should write off right away, and who you should give a chance to.

and the hollering and shouting…at first its fun…but then you start to feel like men are just a bunch of chimpanzees at the zoo. its pathetic and depressing sometimes.

Great freakin read.
Solid.

“Look, that nigga Jesus!!”

And just like that a new catch phrase is born.

I had a different salty take on the night THATs for sure

“better then” #2? Are you seriously criticizing someone else’s grammar with bad grammar?

This is one of a million reasons why I do not go out on Halloween.

If you wanted to neutralize the situation, you should have rolled into a Gentleman’s Club.

Or saved yourself a lot of misery and just swooped a girl early in the night.

Great story. Funniest line:

“People lost interest in talking to me if I stepped out of character.”

- MPM

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Excellent piece, Roosh. You’re a damned good writer, and I hope that multi-million dollar book deal will eventually reach your desk. When it does, buy me a beer.

You already knew the costume would get old quickly, so why did you use it again? Likewise, when women were falling all over you, why didn’t you ultimately hook up? I would think that any number of women would want to corrupt “jesus” so they could have a story to tell their friends the next morning.

Don’t dresses feel great?!

When I first saw the title of the post I thought you were going to say you dressed up as a french maid, thanfully I was wrong.

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Shit I feel you man….it must have been annoying as shit…..did you throw coins…..either way you should have banged someone in costume, that would have been a story to tell…

“You already knew the costume would get old quickly, so why did you use it again?”

Fair question. Last time I went to two small bars in dupont. There were no street crowds. And reread the second sentence.

The amount of attention i got then for the entire inght was matched this time in the first 15 minutes on the subway.

Entertaining read.

You really do look like my childhood conception of Christ. The hairy chest (I have one myself) is the tipping point that gives the whole get-up impeccable authenticity.

It takes panache to go out to bars, and drink, dressed like Jesus Christ.

“Look, that nigga Jesus”—Classic, Im going to tell some folks about that.

“There is such a thing as too much attention, especially when the attention is identical. You get numb to it…”

I think I can guarantee that I would NEVER get tired of “Look, that nigga Jesus”. I think I could listen to that and only that for a solid 8 months straight and still be entertained.

hilarious.

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I been reading your post for quite some time now. Nonetheless its always something interesting, but this jesus s*** really killed me.(in a good way)

Are you gonna keep your jesus look? (beard,hair)

You really do look like my childhood conception of Christ. The hairy chest (I have one myself) is the tipping point that gives the whole get-up impeccable authenticity.

I don’t know … almost every crucifix and painting of the crucifixion I’ve seen has shown Jesus with a hairless chest.

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Insightful post, Roosh. Sounds like half way through the night, your bitch shield was in full effect!

So you are right, if you want to break through, you really do need to do or say something different…but what? What can you say to a girl that’s been jaded day in – day out by guys all trying to talk to her nonstop. How do seperate yourself from being just another guy trying his damnest to get her number?

next year: rasputin
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UmKxKylgtmM

Is that Roissy on the right?

man, u just made the best of yourself. I’m reading your blog for a while, more and more bored of it lately… but hey! u really hit it with the jesus look! keep up the good work… wear it casually, sometimes… just on a normal thursday night… it’s sooo you! ola.

“Look, that nigga Jesus!!””

LOL. This is what I like about Black people.. short and to the point.

Allright Jesus I said a prayer I hit this stock and I am done. Make it happen allright. Maybe now you can be a Saint Rhoosh aka Jesus.

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Movember is going on here in NZ, and I have a HUGE mustache. Freaking stands out like crazy, and I get the exact same thing you had. Constant attention, can’t move a single damn step in a bar without. Even at 5am in an almost empty bar that I walked in to, I still got 4 different guys walking up to me to congratulate / hi-five /whatever.

Not just guys, but girls too. Had a girl come up and plant herself down in my lap and ask for a photo with me.

anyway, linky: http://www.movember.com/

This post was AWESOME.

Actually, I think the brilliance of it is in the fact that you REALISED something that might be very close to the truth about how Hot and Fat chicks feel.

I believe most people have been ignored or the center of attention at least once. But to make this really almost obvious connection to something almost every guy ignores. Did it come up naturally or did you guys have a long discussion about it? Tell us the story behind the duet-posts!

“Tell us the story behind the duet-posts”

Roosh, midway through the night: “Man all this attention… now i know how it feels like to be a hot chick.”

VK: “Yeah and I’m the ugly turtle.”

*lightbulbs*

Jesus Christ!

Love the look, but I really hoped there would be more to this post. “Hot chicks get constant attention, just like I did when I looked like Jesus. It got old fast.” Tell me more!

This is one your best posts as far as helping us get insight into how to attract women. I have a similar experience. My gf had two small, adorable white dogs. Whenever I would walk them, especially when one was in the BabyBjorn pouch that I would wear (I know, very beta), the attention was overwhelming. People would stop me, ask to take a picture with the dogs, would ask the breeds, would point at me from cars, talk about me within earshot, approach me, it was crazy. It got very annoying.

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Cool story, bro.

I did the Jesus thing without even trying. My ‘Jesus’ buried yours.

I had everyone throwing their heads down in prayer. Yeah, lots of Catholics in the area.

No call-outs…

Just an endless stream of shamed, humbled, passers-by.

The image is too powerful.

Let’s bust out the world’s smallest violin for the hot chick!

Looking good- but you probably always hear that. I have an entire blog dedicated to stalking you.

You look nice here. YOunger than I would have guessed.

Are you sure you are not Jesus reincarnate?

good writeing roosh ill try that for next time for halloween

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While this situation is in the same neighborhood as what an attractive girl goes through, it isn’t exact by any means. The responses to the Jesus costume wasn’t based in sexual desire, therefore there was very little apprehension by anyone to approach you. A beautiful girl is actually going to get less attention, simply because most guys, desiring her sexually and knowing she knows they desire her sexually, aren’t going to have the balls to approach her in the first place. Secondly, practically everyone is going to either find the Jesus costume amusing, clever, or offensive. It’s going to trigger a response in nearly everyone. Whereas, not everyone is going to agree the “hot” girl is hot. At least not hot enough to warrant risking an approach. Lastly, you got tired of the attention because it wasn’t rooted in your being attractive. It was rooted in your costume being funny or silly. The comments you received, while flattering sometimes, spoke only to your cleverness as picking out a costume, not in your desirability as a man. Had the attention been rooted in how hot you are, or how much of an eligible man you are, I don’t think you would have tired of that anytime soon! Same with women… Women are annoyed when it’s guys the DON’T like approach them. Otherwise they love the attention. In fact, I think the love it even in general, because if not the hot girls would play down their hotness. They seldom do! They don’t tire of it nearly as fast as you did, since the comments they hear are rooted in their desirability not in how funny they look.

thats hilarious, clicking on how it feels to be a fat chick sends you to an error page: “bandwidth exceeded”

You nailed it that is pretty much what a hot girl goes through on a daily basis its very annoying the staring u have to avoid eye contact some men try to get eye contact intentionally so they can make some perverted gesture at you its very ofensive. Women enjoy being pretty and feeling sexy not sexually harrassed all the time. If someone walks up and says hey ur a very pretty girl thats okay but most walk up to say something perverted. When u walk in to a supermarket and some guys spot u they creepily follow u around the store not even to talk just stare like a weird sicko. I dont mind it as much anymore you get usto it. I once saw a guy checking out a big pregnant woman he was looking at her like she was fillet mignon…so i think guys do that to all women regardless.. a pregnant woman is beautiful to but some men have no respect for nothing