Sunday, November 13, 2011
Our former Platinum is a very religious man, no work on Sunday the lord's day, yet he is an arrogant sack of shit who worships money. He didn’t care about us or our success. The only thing he wanted was to sell us websites, voice mail systems, books, CD’s, standing orders for Amway products, and buy tickets to functions. And preach religion like the good cult leader he is.
At every meeting he brought up God. He peppered the first hour of every meeting with religious references before he’d even get around to mention Amway. The next hour or two or however long he decided to torture us with his brainwashing session also had a good religious mix.
I’ve been to business meetings most of my adult life. Nowhere else have I ever been forced to endure someone else's religious beliefs in a professional business setting.
But then Amway is not a professional business. Its a pretend one. Part of the brainwashing process involves the religious teachings whether you want it or not because that’s how a cult operates.
Our sack of shit Platinum had a screwed up definition of friendship. His true friends signed up as Amway IBO’s and purchased to above mentioned websites, Communikate voice mail, books, CD’s, put themselves on ditto standing orders for Amway shit, and bought tickets to every Amway function and event. The sack of shit offered his undying friendship and assured the cult followers that he would always be their only true friend who understood them and supported them and loved them.
The Platinum is a friend who only loves you as long as your money flows in his direction. Shut the bank down and he shuts down his friendship.
That sack of shit Platinum was one of the biggest bastards around who couldn’t mind his own business and forced his personal beliefs on everyone in his LOS and ordered them how to run their lives.
Ask permission. Submit to upline.
It really bugged the shit out of that bastard that we had extra bedrooms in our house that were going unused - in his opinion. In reality the other bedrooms in our house have been assigned other tasks of our choosing. Spare bedroom for guests and an office. It works for us!
It didn’t work for that meddling sack of shit Platinum. He thought we should open our homes and our hearts to transients, ie IBO’s inbetween accommodations.
Uh no I don’t think so. There are homeless shelters in this town for people who need them. We don’t need our lives disrupted by brainwashed ambots taking over our house.
I have no idea why that sack of shit had such a bee up his ass about our house other than the fact we were one of very few downline who actually owned a house. He could count on one hand how many of his cult followers owned their own homes and still have fingers left over. Perhaps the bastard was brought up in a kibbutz.
That kind of living ain’t for everyone!
And neither is Amway for everyone!
And neither is belonging to a cult for everyone!
And neither is submitting to a sack of shit Platinum!