BYOC = Bring Your Own Chair
Not counting living room furniture because couches and recliners are cumbersome
to move, in our possession we have a handful of chairs that can be moved around
fairly easily, probably the same as most households. We have 6 dining room
chairs, 4 patio furniture chairs, a couple of camp chairs and two or three
folding lawn chairs. All put to use whenever we held Amway meetings at our
house. We also borrowed stacking chairs from my parents, about 10 or 12.
Luckily for us the pompous sack of shit Platinum only held a couple of meetings
at our house. He refused to show the plan at our house because the Ambot
couldn't sucker any prospects into attending.
The Amway meetings were held at the homes of the pompous sack of shit or cross
line and our presence was mandatory. Also mandatory were our chairs. In
particular the chairs that did not belong to us but belonged to our parents. If
the upline commanded the Ambot to bring the stacking chairs he busted his ass
driving to the next town where my parents lived, picked them up, and
transported them to the meeting, meaning he had to get their early to help set
up like a good little IBO.
It bugged the shit out of me. This was our crossline, occasionally upline. Why
the hell couldn't they find their own chairs. Or contact my parents themselves
to ask about borrowing the stacking chairs and making their own arrangements to
pick them up and bring them back?
We were always told until we became 1000 pins that we weren't expected to
supply various things for the Amway meetings, that the upline and people who
were 1000 pins were the ones responsible for everything required at the
meetings. A bunch of liars! But what else do you expect from a bunch of fucking
lying scamming Amway assholes.
One time Ambot could not attend the Amway meeting due to a previous
committment. He still busted his ass getting the stacking chairs across town
for the IBO who was holding the meeting at his house. And get this. The
Platinum sack of shit phoned Ambot and chewed him out for not attending that
meeting. Ambot just sat there with the phone stuck to his ear taking the abuse
from the pompous sack of shit, Amway motherfucker!
We're all adults here. Why phone and scold someone? No adult appreciates being
treated like a child. Adults have discussions not scold other adults. I
guess that doesn’t include Amway cult leaders who bitch and scold and berate.
And get this according to the pompous sack of shit's order of importance:
1. god
2. spouse
3. family
4. job
5. Amway
Ambot was involved in one of the top 4 on the list on that particular night.
The sack of shit Platinum is a fucking phony. Fucking fake. Fucking control
freak.
And one more time I send out a big fuck you to that fucking pompous sack of
shit Amway platinum asshole! FUCK YOU!
Oh and a footnote about those stacking chairs. My parents got so tired of
loaning them out to us that they gave them to us and now they borrows the
chairs from us whenever they needs them.
What comes across in this account of the chair incident is how petty and trivial and demanding these Amway Platinums can be. If your Platinum was holding the meeting, it was HIS responsibility to make whatever arrangements were needed!
ReplyDeleteThese Amway assholes are incredibly arrogant, and seem to think that they are entitled to utter subservience from their down-line IBOs. In fact, from many of the anecdotes that I have read about here, it seems that a major motivation for going into Amway is to be able to boss people around.
Anonymous - it all comes down to the many ways Amway cult leaders brainwash their downline to do whatever they command.
DeleteYour Amway upline controls your life and bosses you around a whole lot more than your boss at work does. At least with a real job when you go home at the end of the day you're done. When you're inside the Amway cult you're at the beck and call of the fucking assholes in your Amway upline 24/7.