Monday, May 11, 2026

Signs Your Ambot Is Starting To Ditch Amway

The Internet is full of stories about marriages destroyed by involvement in Amway.

Most of the stories its the husband who’s the Amway keener and the wife who may be supportive at first then wants nothing to do with it, especially after she’s seeing how’s it changing her husband for the worse. Whether that’s because more men than women are involved in Amway or whether its because more wives hit the Internet to complain than husbands I don’t know. Sorry guys. This post is taking the position that the husband is the Ambot.

Its been my personal experience and from other stories I’ve read that the husband will usually leave Amway on his own inside one year due to one of several things happening:

1. He finally comes to senses after not signing up any IBO’s or finding retail customers and realizes that he’s wasting his time in this business. Amway’s bad reputation for overpriced products and abusive IBO’s is a tough obstacle to overcome. Most people he prospects have had bad experiences with Amway or know someone who has and don’t want nothing to do with it. The word is out: RUN don’t walk away from Amway!

2. He runs out of money or hits the limit on his credit cards. There’s no money left to fund his upline’s dreams. Unfortunately if he ran up thousands of dollars on his credit card the Amway nightmare might take years to pays off.

3. He stops going to Amway meetings or goes less often. That’s a good sign he’s become fed up and disenchanted with this business opportunity. Often he stops going because the speaker - usually the Platinum - insults him and mocks him for not being “man enough” to build a business.

4. He finally reads the fine print on his Amway business plan and realizes less than 1% of IBO’s actually make money and recognizes it for the shitty business opportunity it is.

5. He starts looking around on the Internet and gets answers to questions that his upline refuse to answer.

6. He stops buying shitty Amway products or less of them. Now this just might mean he’s low on money and this could only be a temporary setback but hopefully it means he saw similar products at Wal-Mart or Costco for a third to a quarter of the price and realizes Amway products are not such a good deal after all.

Now those are just a few signs to look for that he’s losing interest or has become disenchanted with the business, or had an argument with someone upline, or got tired of being mocked in Amway cult meetings.

It doesn’t matter which one because he’s had enough and is on the way out. Wait it out. Don’t even mention anything about Amway.

There might be small setbacks when someone upline phones and bullies him into buying products or going to a meeting and his mind isn’t completely clear of the brainwashing and he complies.

A good counterattack is to plan fun outings on nights when Amway meetings are scheduled. If he chooses to go out and have fun with his wife instead of putting on a business suit and meeting up with the other cult followers, that means Amway is on the downslide.


 

Thursday, May 7, 2026

No Fucking Amway Loser Is Going To Tell Me What To Do

The last time we posted the Unfuckwithable post one of our readers left a nice comment:

Anna, what you say is absolutely true. If you're a person of independent spirit, if you can think for yourself, if you are not impressed with bullshit love-bombing, if you're not going to let some asshole tell you what to do and how to do it -- well then, you're just not right for the Amway scam.

Amway depends -- crucially! -- on losers and dim-wits for its IBO recruitment pool. You have to be somewhat simple-minded, and not very assertive, for them to want you. They are scared shitless of persons who talk back to them, or who can argue intelligently, or who are experienced in business.

Your Amway Platinum wants to order you around, and dictate your life choices, and meddle in your private affairs. He can't stand it when anyone contradicts him or refuses him.

Anna, you truly are "unfuckwithable. Congratulations!

 

Wednesday, May 6, 2026

Hey Amway Ambots I’m NOT Fuckwithable!

Not coachable = not brainwashable

Unfuckwithable – look it up on urban dictionary or somewhere else. I like this one: When you’re truly at peace and in touch with yourself, and nothing anyone says or does bothers you, and no negativity or drama can touch you.

The above is what being in Amway was like for me. I also like this definition: An individual who cannot and will not be fucked with. This individual is usually unstoppable and is never threatened by anyone.

That’s kind of like what this blog is like. Time after time an outraged Amway ambot leaves a comment screeching at us to stop writing this blog. You Amway assholes unhappy its so high in the search engines for just about everything one could look for when it comes to what being in Amway is really like. Tough shit assholes! The blog keeps going no matter how many of you fucking Amway assholes show up here screeching your negativity. I’ve dealt with bigger fucking assholes in Amway than you. Got that? There’s bigger fucking Amway demons  out there than you and I’ve faced down the evil and made them outraged when they figured out they couldn’t fuck with me. Your Amway negativity and drama doesn’t touch me. Go spread that shit on people whose lives you want to make miserable. I’m unfuckwithable!

Besides being unfuckwithable I’m sure the pompous sack of shit Platinum had a ton of reasons he didn’t like me, mostly because I was such a rebel and disinterested in anything Amway.

He’d hold Amway meetings and say he only does business with people he likes. If he doesn’t like you he won’t do business with you.

Well I don’t like you, you pompous sack of shit, but I’ve obviously done a lousy job of getting that message through to your Amway drunken brain because you seem to be under the false impression that I want to do business with you.

So he would bitch about me to Ambot. He’d bitch about everything: the way I dress, the “other” makeup I wear, I refuse to mingle and love bomb with Ambots, my phone, my car, my dog, the books I read. You name it, he bitched about it. It all leads to one thing. He’d bitch about me not being “coachable”. Pompous asshole. I told you the day I met you that I had no interest in Amway, going to meetings, buying products, etc. And its a huge surprise to you that I’m not coachable?

Fucking dumb ass Amway loser! Fuck you!

I’m also not coachable when it comes to learning how to jump out of airplanes or becoming a lion trainer. If I have zero interest in something or something I deem to be dangerous (both qualities I attribute to Amway) then I’m not going to bust my ass learning anything about it.

Then Ambot would parrot back the Amway speak in an accusatory tone to me: “The dumb ass pompous sack of shit Platinum (OK so those are my words not his) says that you’re not coachable.”

So when did I ever claim that I was coachable?

And right back at the Platinum - why bitch about someone not being coachable when they told you that the first day they met you? Dumb fuck!

Amway speak. “You’re not coachable” is better translated “I can’t brainwash you.”

Unfuckwithable.

You Amway assholes fucked with the wrong person.

 

Tuesday, May 5, 2026

Have Coffee With Your Amway Makeup?

Here’s another example of dumb fuck things you’re ordered to do when you’re inside the Amway cult.

Someone in Ambot’s upline decided he had to hold a coffee klatch at our house and then whip out the Artistry cosmetics.

Ambotta, one of the women in our upline - I think she was Eagle or had been at one time - was planning to come over with her makeup kit and assist our coffee klatchers with their makeup applications.

Ambot got busy inviting all women he came across in his daily activities visiting stores, filling up the gas tank, etc. He actually had a fair amount of women - like about 6 or 7 - agree to come over for coffee and makeup.

We picked up some gourmet coffee beans, bought biscotti and cookies and were ready to go. Ambotta said she’d be over at 6:30 to set up, half an hour before our guests were scheduled to arrive.

At 6:30 Ambotta hadn’t arrived. Ambot phoned her. Her cell phone went to voice mail and he left her a message asking where she was and if her car had broken down again and if she needed a ride. She lived in a nearby apartment and Ambot started panicking that she was out in the parking lot and her car wouldn’t start and her husband wasn’t home and unable to drive her. Ambot phoned 3 times all going to voice mail. It looks like Ambot’s blood pressure is about to go through the roof!

A couple of things happened at 7pm. First no one showed up. Now there’s a big surprise. Deja vu. Just like what always happens whenever we host an Amway event. Second Ambotta finally phones back and asks if anyone had shown up. Answer is no. Surprise, surprise. Ambotta is relieved because she didn’t really want to come out to our coffee klatch anyway and so she cancelled.

Ambot is freaking out. All his guests - every single one of them! - is running late. They’ll all be here any minute and he won’t have any makeup for them to try on. I don’t wear Artistry makeup so its not like I had anything in the makeup drawer. Well I had Avon products but that’s probably not what Ambot had in mind.

I tell him not to sweat it. If anyone shows up we’ll enjoy coffee and conversation with our guests. About ten after seven Ambot is starting to accept that no one is going to show up and after another ten minutes passed he started cleaning up the kitchen.

Fortunately our losses were rather minimal this time probably less than $20. The coffee we’d be able to consume ourselves, likewise with the cookies and biscotti.