Oct 2, 2004
HAPPY HALLOWEEN !!!
Sunday Oct. 27 -
The Way of the Wise Guy by Joe Pistone aka Donnie Brasco. Enjoyed this book and have his first book 'Donnie Brasco ' on reserve at my favorite library. Also have the movie 'Donnie Brasco ' made from his first book on reserve at Barnes and Noble where I will get 65% off with coupons. I hope he does a book signing in this area sometime.
I like his thoughts about getting respect from people. He was the most successful undercover agent with the mafia for 6 years. Towards the end he talks about while making the movie, an older mafia member stops by and asks him to find a place in the movie for his son, which he does. This is after he testified against many mafia and had has a huge price on his head.
Here is one of my favorite lines from the book, which I will surely use as I hate being interrupted when I'm talking - and certain people do that all the time. ( I left out the F words).
'That's when I notice that this guy is interrupting me.
I mean, everytime I say something, this guy interrupts with his own thought. We're going on and on with discussions and I can't finish a sentence. Finally, in the middle of something he's saying, I pull him up short.
"Hey, let me ask you a question," I say. "Why do all of your sentences start in the middle of mine"
The two British undercovers drop their jaws to the floor. No. 2 looks at me like he doesn't know what to say. I go on.
"Don't you have any respect?" I say. "Don't you know who you're talking to!" The guy still doesn't have an answer for me. "In my world," I continue, "we have respect for one another and we let each other finish our sentence. If you're going to continue starting your sentences in the middle of mine, I'm leaving. And until you decide you're going to show me the respect you should be showing somebody of my status, I'm not coming back."
I get up to leave. The British cops don't know what to do. This big shot from the Triads finally opens his mouth. What comes out is a total apology.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I meant no disrespect," he says. "Please for forgive me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He starts calling me "mister." The guy is just about groveling at this point. I sit back down.
As it turns out, we get that invitation to tour the Hong King factory. The guy gives us the location of the factory and everything and Scotland Yard eventually shuts it down. The boys in the next suite later tell me they practically had heart attacks when I pulled this No. 2 guy up short. Certainly the guy could have just got up and left, killing the deal forever. But just the opposite happened. Once he discovered that I was his equal, that I was maybe even a notch or two above him we were able to converse on an even footing. Once he learned how to respect me, he agreed to invite me into his factory. But it took my threatening demand for respect to make it happen. I understood that this is how wiseguys get respect, that to wiseguys respect is everything. Without it, you are not only at a disadvantage , but you might get yourself killed.
also finished :
The Careful Use of Compliments