Have I Mentioned I Can’t Stand Our Amway Sponsor?

Today I thought I’d bitch about our Amway sponsor because the bastard is still pissing me off because he won’t leave Ambot alone. He phones to shoot the shit. He phones to ask Ambot if he knows anybody hiring for work. He phones wanting to borrow stuff. He sends text messages. You get the picture. Its like Amway all over again! I have no idea why Ambot is so nice to the bastard. They met back in the early 80's when they worked for the same place until the arrogant prick got fired after a couple of months. He never lasts anywhere long.

The arrogant prick is married. I feel sorry for his wife. It must be difficult living with an irresponsible son of a bitch who can’t hold down a job, has bad credit, never has money, drives around in cars that are always breaking down, and the utilities are always getting shut off due to non-payment. They never had any kids. She never went to Amway meetings which was kind of odd because she seemed a whole lot more gung ho about Amway than I ever was but she preferred to stay home and watch TV or read a book or whatever it is she does at home because I’m pretty sure she doesn’t work. I don’t have anything against her other than her shitty taste in men. She can’t stand my husband. So that’s the one thing we have in common. We can both say “I don’t like your husband.” Bad combination for sponsoring someone in Amway. Did they and the upline not see that this can only spell trouble?

To this day I get after Ambot whenever that arrogant prick phones him and I point out that his sponsor is disobeying the hallowed cult leader’s orders by associating with us. Ambot argues that its not applicable because the arrogant prick quit Amway too. I say big deal. If the Platinum says he can’t associate with us then he shouldn’t whether or not any of us are still in Amway.

Damn it I wished it worked that way but Ambot still seems to be acceptable to the arrogant prick phoning him up whenever he wants something.

What really pissed me off was the time the fucking son of a bitch shows up at our house at 6am wanting to borrow something. We were asleep. So was my dog until she heard someone lurking outside and then the barking began which woke us up. I had a pounding headache all day long thanks to that bastard waking up my dog. Not even an apology to me for waking me up. But what else do you expect from an asshole like him.

I never trusted the bastard to begin with and after the Amway fiasco and the financial and emotional distress it caused me I don’t have anything to do with him. He’s not allowed in the house so Ambot has to go out to the street to talk to him if he drives over or meet him or go to the coffee shop like good little Ambots do to prospect. Shit I hope he’s not trying to reel him into another MLM!

If I was a miserable bastard and one of my friend’s wives disliked me because of all the trouble I caused them, and I wasn’t allowed in the house, I think I’d get a big clue and stay the hell away from them. I mean how dumb can you be? Apparently not as dumb as this fucker because he keeps hanging around.

I can't wait for the day when karma comes to bite him in the ass!