Menachem ah'd and shook his head. "My parents didn't really care one way or another. I was actually a good child, strange enough. But I had older brothers. Let it be known, children can be very cruel. Eventually I couldn't take it any more." He held out his hand. "I decided to become the kind of person people don't like to mess with. And see how well it's made me today." He laughed. "Though they are looking down on me still because I didn't become successful." He shrugged. "I don't care."