Very true. However, I have always been a duty motivated person rather than an emotionally motivated person. I take pride in doing my duty, even if it is not a pleasant one. As a child, my family traveled a lot and we had a travel porta-potty that had to be emptied. My siblings would whine and cry when it was their turn so much that I would just do their chores to get them to shut up. Eventually, I was the only one emptying the porta-potty and I felt very proud to be the one doing this. It was an extremely unpleasant task, but I held my head very high while doing it because I was NOT like my whiny wimpy brothers and sisters who were all older than me. I did it because I loved my mom and wanted to honor her.
When I was ten years old, I got my first job watering a fruit orchard by hand. It was a lot of work and I made forty dollars a month. My brother, who was 7 years older than me, also had a job and made $200 a month. Dad had some kind of weird immune system illness during this time and could not work. The rent on our house was $40 a month. I paid that rent every month with the pay from my job the whole time we lived in the house, where my family lived, including my older sister, her husband, and their child. So, at ten years old, I was the one putting a roof over my family's head, even though I was the smallest and youngest one of them all. My brother, who got paid five times more than me, never once paid the rent and kept all his money for himself. But I was not ever bitter as a child about the situation. My mom would always cry and apologize to me when I handed her my monthly paycheck. I would just hold her and tell her it was my honor to be able to help the family out and that she did not need to cry, I wanted to pay the rent.
So, whether I want to or like doing something has never been a factor in what I choose to do. I do everything with extreme excellence. Every job I have ever had I excelled at and was promoted to the highest positions. I don't really think I have ever had a job that I liked or enjoyed. Quoting McGee here. I have many hobbies, work is not one of them, I work for cash. This has often confused my bosses in the past, because they always equated excellent performance with job enjoyment, and that was not the case for me. I excel at everything I choose do, even if I hate it.
Having said that, I have to agree the YT is a hard mistress. My success in life has always been about people getting to know me personally, seeing who I am, and appreciating the quality of character that drives me. I cannot use that on YT because I need to know a person personally, not virtually. There are certain things that simply cannot be conveyed through writing or video. Humans have a spirit that you must be in close physical proximity to feel. It's like six-sense that most humans are not even aware they have. In-person, I exude a spirit of authority that is just natural to me. I am not trying to do it, it is just who I am. Many times I have been walking down the shore of a lake and have people pull out their IDs and fishing license before I even get to them because they thought I was a game warden, just by my presence, even though I was not wearing any kind of uniform looking clothing. Here is one example of what I am talking about.
In 2018, I was visiting my daughter, when suddenly the house was rocked by a massive event outside. I rushed outside and saw a column of smoke rising into the air about one block away. I ran to the location to find that a brand new house had been blown to bits. The neighbors were all coming out of their house and approaching the destroyed house. A whistling noise caught my ear and I immediately recognized it as the sound on an open natural gas pipe with massive amounts of natural gas whistling through it. Seeing several exposed electrical wires that were sparking, I realized that gas was building up within the structure and at any moment one of those sparks could ignite a secondary explosion that could kill or seriously injury the 40 to 50 people that had gathered around that house. I immediately took charge of the situation and order everyone back. Everyone immediately obeyed my command. I said, ΓÇ£
Does anyone here have tools!ΓÇ¥ Two guys raised their hands and I pointed to one of them and ordered, ΓÇ£
You get me a pipe wrench! and meet me around the back of the house in the alleyΓÇ¥ To the other I said, ΓÇ£
You get everyone back at least 100 feet. There is an open gas line filling the area with gas and there are live wires that are sparking.ΓÇ¥ Both men and everyone present obeyed without question. The man brought me the wrench and I got the gas turned off to the house at the meter in the alley, after which, I left the scene to go back to my daughter's house and tell the family what happened.
My family wanted to see the house so we got in the car and drove up to it. By then the fire department had arrived. I wanted to get a picture of the house so I went over to get a picture. While I was taking pictures, I could hear the fire chief questioning the people about what happen. The fire chief issued an order to one of the firemen to go turn the gas off to the house. ΓÇ£
It's already off, Sir.ΓÇ¥ The fireman responded. The chief asked the bystanders who turned it off. The bystanders responded and said, ΓÇ£O
ne of your guys did. He was here way before the trucks arrived and secured the scene, got everyone back, and got the gas turned off to the house". The chief radioed his men and asked who was on the scene before the trucks arrived. They all said that it was not them. The chief was confused. He asked the people there, ΓÇ£
Where is this guy that did this? He probably saved a lot of lives.ΓÇ¥ The people said, ΓÇ£
We donΓÇÖt know! He was here when we got out of our house after the explosion and then he disappeared.ΓÇ¥
The thing that really struck me about this whole situation is that those people had no clue what I looked like, in spite of the fact that less than half an hour earlier, they were all taking orders from me. I was standing right there and they did not even recognize me. I slowly walked away back to my car and left, never letting on that it was me that was the one who had secured the area before the fire department ever arrived.
Here is a picture of the house that I took after I came back.
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My point is, my best quailty is not somehting I can convey in a video or in writting. It is the quality that you have to be around me to feel, like those people that day by that blown up house. So, I make videos about things I know that think will be interesting and helpful to others. Subjects that are easy to do and do not require great expense or a tremndous amout of work or talent to make. I run three different channels all about completely different subjects and all of them are succesful. In each one a play a totally different character and go by a different name.