Monday, June 25, 2018
Dragging Our Asses To Amway WWDB Family Reunion
The first Amway WWDB function that Ambot attended was Family Reunion. I did not go with him. I don’t remember why not. Doesn’t matter. Anytime I can escape an Amway function its a good thing.
The second Family Reunion I did go. I really don’t remember much about the event itself. The journey and events leading up to Family Reunion was more memorable. The upline were riding our asses to go to Family Reunion. The huge event of the year. Yeah, weren’t they all! It didn’t take much to convince Ambot because the brainwashing was well ingrained.
All serious business builders must attend Family Reunion. This is how the upline knows if you’re a serious business builder or not. If you don’t attend they won’t work with you. We could have stayed at home, saved our money, and those bastards would not have worked with us. Hmm, I’m pretty sure that’s a violation of Amway policy. Somewhere in Amway’s procedures it says purchasing tools and attending functions is voluntary and if you don’t purchase them your upline is still obligated to work with you. Our upline were a bunch of fucking assholes and very comfortable breaking Amway’s rules. I mean what was going to happen to them? Its not like the people at Amway’s head office gives a shit. As long as the money keeps rolling in and the brainwashed ambots keep buying their overpriced shit, they’ll look the other way.
Ambot was all pumped about Family Reunion coming up in July and blabbed about it to everyone. A normal person when they hear the words family reunion thinks of a get together with siblings, parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and other extended family. Like real blood relatives all coming from the same ancestry. But no. The Amway WWDB Family Reunion was with unrelated people he’d never met before who promised to be his new, better family.
We were set to leave on Friday morning with our sponsor Captain Fuck Up and his wife around 10am. To make a long story short their babysitter was delayed and they couldn’t leave until mid afternoon so Ambot decided to leave without them and they would drive up later in their clunker.
Actually I’m quite happy because I can’t stand Captain Fuck Up and enduring an all day drive with that arrogant prick would be cruel and unusual punishment.
A few hours into our drive Captain Fuck Up phones to say he can't find his money he took out of the bank the day before or whenever. He can’t leave for Family Reunion. Captain Fuck Up must have phoned at least 20 times during the next 4 hours and in one of the calls he suggested he might have left his money at our house. Seeing as how Captain Fuck Up was speaking to Ambot and not me I don't know if he was demanding we turn around and return home to check our house for his money. Or that he would come to join us at Family Reunion if we'd give him money. After all he was our upline which according to Ambot meant we had to lick his asshole and do anything else he asked. If he did order us to drive home Ambot didn’t tell me because he knew I’d be really pissed off. Like I need any more excuses to despise this fucking asshole. Also if I drove home I was staying there!
Captain Fuck Up’s money has never been located, in our house or elsewhere. If it even existed in the first place. After all we’re talking about a lying scamming broke Amway loser here.
And if I had found a few extra bucks lying around the house – well what can I say? Finders keepers! Amway losers!