Look, I want to talk about chainsaws. I don't want to be an internet "expert" or lifestyle type who tells you how to behave or acts like I know anything. I don't. I'm barely scraping by. I constantly make mistakes and learn just enough from them each time to not do it again (hopefully.) Sorry, but I just don't have any platitudes, mantras, technical knowledge to help you through life. Every decision I make is rooted in an existential anxiety I've been trying to shake for the better part of a decade. I don't want internet points.
I don't care what your dealer did when he sold you a saw, if you got beef with him don't call me and ask me questions so you can tell him "well some guy on the internet said this." I don't want to be that guy and you're probably not endearing yourself to the dealer by saying that. He doesn't care either.
DON'T CALL ME UNLESS YOU NEED TO CONDUCT BUSINESS. DON'T USE ME OR THE SMALL AMOUNT OF KNOWLEDGE I HAVE TO DRIVE A WEDGE BETWEEN YOU AND YOUR LOCAL GUY. I'M NOT AN EXPERT JUST BECAUSE I CAN PUSH "RECORD" ON A CAMERA. SERIOUSLY. I'M NO DIFFERENT THAN ANYONE ELSE.
I've shit my pants on accident before.
If you want to make a stupid negative comment I don't care, I'll ignore you and my life will go on. Get in line, the probably 500 pissed off Husky and Echo dealers out there because I mis-spoke about something and everyone on the planet that has seen the video has gone out and repeated it into reality. Maybe I'll shut off the comments so you can't even say anything but you can still feel validated when you skip my video and don't subscribe.
Pretend I'm a faceless stranger that smells funny, like fried foods and light body odor and I'm invading your personal space, just a little bit.
Pretend that I'm the guy you work with who's always telling you something a little too personal and corners you in the break room.
Pretend I'm whatever you want me to be, just don't call me!
14 окт 2022
