My story of what its like to be married to an Amway cult follower. I expose the lies that our upline told and what happens at Amway meetings and functions. I leave the explanations of why Amway is a poor business opportunity or the tool scam to other bloggers. This blog mainly exists to curse out my former upline, aka the cult leaders, and to let everyone know what kind of idiots I had to put up with. Feel free to join in or live vicariously!
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Sniping Prospects at the Grocery Store
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Comments are moderated but we publish just about everything. Even brainwashed ambots who show up here to accuse us of not trying hard enough and that we are lazy, quitters, negative, unchristian dreamstealers. Like we haven’t heard that Amspeak abuse from the assholes in our upline!
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My upline used to send Amvoxes (Now KATE) in the veening to schedule late nite owls at 11:30 or so at someone's house or at a coffee shop. He expected is big business builders to attend. Then he would show up late and talk about nothing for two hours and then we'd go home and be useless the next day. That was how they defined success I guess.
ReplyDeleteYour upline lived with their mommies? LOL
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed reading your recent blog. i ran into my upline at the mall one time and he try to convince me to prospect people at the mall I thought the same thing ...just let those people bloody shop for christ sake. Same with this clown who try to prospect me at starbucks. Acted like he interested with internet poker cause he saw me playing.
ReplyDeleteJoecool one of the crossline owned an ice cream shop at the mall. He also sold coffee, tea, pop drinks. Upline Platinum tried to get us to meet there as often as possible. I think I went twice but not to the night owls. The ice cream was OK. Nothing to write home about. I've had better. Apparently others had the same opinion because its no longer in business. Showing up late and talking about nothing was the norm for the Amway meetings let alone the night owls!
ReplyDeleteTex those particular upline had to live with mommy and daddy because they were repulsive losers and unable to attract a girlfriend/wife!
ReplyDeleteColin - enjoy them while they last the stories might be on the downswing. I don't have years and years experience the way some of the other bloggers do. About 3 weeks ago Ambot ran into Starbucks while I waited in the car and when he came out he said someone was showing a prospect the Amway plan. I asked him if he warned the prospect off but he didn't. Said he felt like it though. If I'd seen them I would have said something to the guy. Like ask if he was married or has a girlfriend and asked for her name and phone number. Then I would have called her and told her to read my blog!
ReplyDeleteRod Jao of wwdb lived at home with his parents till he reached emerald. Not sure why since he was supposingly making so much money as a ruby or platinum. Maybe Rod wasnt making all that money before emerald and the system expenses made things unprofitable.
ReplyDeleteThat would be because he's a mommy's boy. An attractive quality that all women are looking for in a life partner. NOT!!!
ReplyDeleteI think he was trying to teach his downline that it's ok to live at home till your in your 30s lol. Im not joking here...any way to save money to purchase system tools/functions.
ReplyDeleteThe scary thing is our Platinum was trying to force the same thing on his followers - that its OK for family and/or other stragglers to move in and stay forever. Must be some higher up teaching that's passed down through the ranks.
ReplyDeleteI was told to respect my med school dropout sponsor. Cause he's core buying so much products,showing the plan so many times etc. But all i saw was a young punk in a cheap suit who's brainwashed. If he had finished med school he'd be earning more money than most diamonds without the bs hassle.
ReplyDeletecolin,
ReplyDeleteWhat is your sponsor doing now?
Geez, Anna, I'm laughing so hard I can hardly type.
ReplyDeleteWe prospected countless times at grocery stores. I hated it.
Think about it: you have to sidle up to some gal in the frozen food aisle, strike up a conversation about the wonderfulness of the fish sticks she just picked up (doesn't matter what it is, it's WONDERFUL!) and how your kids just love their yuminess, blah, blah, blah.
The whole time you just know she's thinking, "Who the hell is this nut job?"
I'm standing in the frozen food aisle sweating bullets.
Hi Anonymous! Glad to see you're stopping by and enjoying the memories! Yeah I just want people to leave me alone in the grocery store and not tell me that they want the pizza I've got in my cart so they can strike up a conversation.
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