Dreaded Amway products

There were several reasons I didn't want to get involved with Amway again. Some of the reasons:

1. Losing our money
2. Wasting our time
3. Attending lengthy meetings where the same thing was said over and over and over
4. Using nasty Amway products

Of course there were many other reasons, namely our sponsor is an arrogant prick who I've never liked and don't want to spend any time around.

But back to the shitty Amway products.

I do not use vitamins. People who eat healthy meals and follow balanced diets generally do not need supplements. Sure enough the upline told us all these vitamins we "needed" to take. Offers the best PV bang for your buck is what they preached. So our cupboard ended up jam packed with just about every vitamin my Ambot could think to buy.

I never felt any difference taking Amway Nutrilite vitamins. To be fair, no difference taking vitamins from other suppliers either. Maybe because Amway IBO's are running around from one meeting to another they don't have time to stop and cook decent meals and they have to cram in fast foods or not eat at all, they need to use vitamin supplements.

I also hated Amway dish soap, Dish Drops. This comes in a small bottle with a pump dispenser. The thing I hate most about Dish Drops is the bubbles don't last. I'm still washing dishes and I have no soap bubbles. Its not like I have a ton of dishes I wash in the sink. I do have a dishwasher, but I also wash by hand any dishwasher rejects or items that I don't put in the dishwasher. They came in refill sizes, and like the good Ambot my husband was, he stocked up on Dish Drops and we're still using it long after our Amway affiliation has ended.

Amway also sold dishwasher detergent, little white pucks. I hated them too. After every load I'd pull dishes or plates out that I'd call "dishwasher rejects" and then I'd have to wash them by hand with the shitty Dish Drops whose bubbles didn't last. Nasty! If my Ambot husband washed the dishes maybe the shitty Amway products wouldn't have bothered me so much, but he doesn't clean up so I have to. I prefer to use cleaning products that actually work.

I finally had enough of the shitty Amway dishwasher pucks and didn't inform the Ambot when they ran out. Instead I visited a forum and saw a discussion going on about the best dishwasher soap and the overwhelming response went to Wal-Mart's own brand, Great Value, so I decided to give them a try. Its a powder in plastic wrap that disolves during the wash. Wow! What a difference. It actually gets my dishes and glasses clean. I am no longer having the huge stack of dishwasher rejects. In fact its very rare that I'll have to pull aside anything to rewash by hand.

The Ambot noticed I'd switched dishwasher machine detergents and wanted to know why I didn't tell him so he could order more Amway shit. I told him I was fed up with all the dishwasher rejects that I had to wash by hand and told him if he wanted to continue using Amway dishwasher pucks, then he was going to be responsible for hand washing the rejects.

That settled that problem!

Idiot sponsor "loses" the IBO application

I'm not at all happy my husband has signed up again with Amway and grudgingly I sign the IBO application.

My husband tells me much later on that our sponsor, aka Captain Fuck Up, lost the application. He came back and asked only him to sign a new registration but he was too chickenshit to admit to me he lost it. I didn't sign the second application.

The deception began early with us.

What a bunch of fucking idiots I had to put up with.

Fuck you assholes for your deception! Fuck you assholes for attempting to destroy us.

My Definition of an Ambot

Ambot: a person who is a programmed Amway robot. They parrot all the lies their upline tells them. They sneer and look down at people who don't want anything to do with Amway. If it doesn't support their Amway business, they won't have anything to do with it. They think Amway products are the best around, nothing can compare quality wise or price wise. Cult follower.

An Ambot is a horrible person to deal with.

Oh shit no! Not Amway! Not again!

My husband has a friend I dislike. One of these untrustworthy, unreliable, undependable persons who says he's going to be somewhere and then doesn't show up or call to say he's not. Then ignores all phone calls. Then goes off in a snit not to be heard again for months on end. I like those periods when we don't hear from the bastard. I'll just refer to him as the arrogant prick. That's the nicest thing I can say about him. It goes downhill from there.

All of a sudden he started showing up a lot and phoning my honeybunch a lot and my sweetie would go out and meet him, often not returning home until very late at night, sometimes past midnight.

Then one day he tells me that the arrogant prick has joined up with Amway and is having a grand opening at his house and has invited us to come over for refreshments and view his shit. I don't want to go, but accompany honeybunch anyway just in case he's tempted to buy any Amway shit, so I can stop it from happening.

I'm not interested in Amway. My honeybunch had gotten us involved with Amway many years ago. A man he knew's mother purchased a Platinumship and he joined under her so as to impress his friend I guess. I hated it. The products were expensive and not stuff I would buy anyway and we had to keep getting dressed up and go to meetings and seminars. After dropping a few thousand dollars and never signing up anyone we quit. Expensive lesson learned. I hoped.

Fast forward a few years to the arrogant prick's grand opening. I am not impressed. He has some nasty tasting XS energy drinks and some shitty food bars. He's got a bunch of Amway stuff out hoping for some sales. I spoke with his wife and told her we were involved years ago and none of the Amway stuff interests me. I made that clear to my husband so he wouldn't be pressured into buying any of the shit.

Later on he tells me that he's been sneaking off to Amway meetings with the arrogant prick and has decided to sign up again.

I am EXTREMELY ANGRY!!!

We got into a huge fight. We had gotten debt free except for our mortage and I knew we'd be heading into debt because the upline would be riding his ass about buying more and more and more so somebody upline could meet their goals at our expense.

Long story short. Honeybunch signs us up again with a mere "down payment" of $150 that would get us started as business owners.

The nightmare begins.