Amway Cult Leaders Demand A Name List

Our upline told Ambot and I to gather a name list of everyone we know. To help us out they gave us a prompt sheet to use to help jog our memory that we know more people than we think we know. The people we know that we don’t know that we already know. This prompt list consisted of friends, family, the cashier at the gas station, the mailman, the garbageman, etc. I don’t really remember the suggestions on the list. Our Platinum used to brag he had 1000 people on his list at any time. He also suggested using Facebook to make new friends and then snipe the friends of Facebook friends and put them on your list. Within the first couple of weeks of signing up Ambot and I came up with a list of over 200 people that he showed to the Platinum. Ambot got more names on his list once he signed up on Facebook, joined various groups, and started signing up unknown friends left, right, and center. In fact Facebook froze his account because he’d gone ballistic on adding too many friends. He exceeded his daily limit of adding friends.

Now its one thing to come up with a list of a bunch of people that you might see during a month. Its another thing to actually have their phone numbers or know them well enough to ask for their number. I mean how many people snipe the water meter reader and ask for his home number.

I think Ambot and I put down the names of every former co-worker we'd ever had. These were people we knew but not necessarily kept in touch with after we started our own business and we don't know if these people still work for the same place or how to get in contact with them if we had to.

So we had this list of names. I suppose these were people we were supposed to bug to come to Amway meetings and I suppose from time to time Ambot looked at it and called someone to harrass them into coming to an Amway meeting. For the most part the names on the list were people we run into from time to time but don’t know their phone numbers. The odd thing is even though we and other IBO’s were told to make the list and show it to the Platinum as proof we’d done it no one upline ever talked about the list afterwards or referred to that list again or asked if we were contacting any of the people on our name list.

In other words one of the first things the upline had us do was create a list of names of people we knew, then make notations if they were hot or cold as prospects, and then they didn’t particularly care if we were contacting these people to come to board plan meetings.

It seems more important for the upline to badger their downline to buy more products and buy more tools than it is to follow up on their name list and what exactly they're accomplishing with the name list. Or at least in our LOS.

Amway is all about sell the hope not the soap. As long as there were people on the name list there was still hope of becoming an Amway bazillionaire.

 

 

Beware Long Lost Friends Who Show Up Waving Amway Propaganda

Beware of long lost friends who contact you out of the blue who want to tell you about this new business they’re involved in or asking you if you’re free or if you hate your job or if you want to start up your own business. If its not some Amway asshole its probably a similar MLM scam. Here’s a reader’s story who tells us that nothing ever changes in Amway. The same old 8pm Amway witching hour meeting time. Get there early to find good seats. Insults flung at J.O.B.s. A story from the cult leader preaching to the followers about how poor they used to be and now thanks to someone who showed them the Amway plan they’re rolling in riches.

And of course the right attitude from anyone who attends an Amway meeting – getting the hell out of there thinking this is fucking creepy!

So here’s what you say to those Amway ambots with their bullshit once in a lifetime opportunity – SHOVE IT WHERE THE SUN DON’T SHINE!


Hi Anna, first, I have to say I love your page and “thank you-straight from my heart for your blog!” Second, I went to a night-meeting this past Tuesday with a LONG-LOST-COLLEGE friend I forgot I EVEN knew! We bumped into each other at the gas station…talked some business and before you knew it, I WAS BOOKED in a network business systems, marketing meeting taking place at a Holiday Inn in town.

Currently I’m working on my MBA, certified in bookkeeping with a 9-5 with an “okay” benefits package. So we get to this meeting, it starts at 8 sharp, but we want to be there a few minutes earlier, he said it gets packed and we want to find seats! I ate before we got there, but still asked about snacks, he said there would be (WATER FOR EVERYONE!). We sit, I was introduced, first to a GOOD colleague of his, and later to the business EXPERT at the front of the room chanting away about why a JOB is being a DEAD-BEAT! I heard some “ I used to eat from the dumpster” stories and “we shared a bed-all four of us, at the homeless shelter” testimonials. Then someone showed them the PLAN, and BOOM, they’re RICH!!! All this time I’m waiting for some relevant Independent Business Owner strategies, customer-base, product-marketing, business-promotion techniques…licensing, location…ANYTHING! At around 10pm, the EXPERT guy goes around the meeting room finalizing the recruitment process on some of the other prospects… “Say you’re joining the business to bring change to your family, to bring your family together, to one day provide them with a brilliant future…say it to them with me now (his holding some young couple’s hands and their friends saying this really loudly).

He does this all around the room, holding hands with couples, instructing them on what to say, telling them there is no other way to bring their families hope, support, and unlimited money.

He told me it will never be too late to join, just to make sure I think about it quick, so I can join right in time with the rest of them and be able to retire, making about $20, 000 a week managing my own company and not having to pay for my groceries or having endless discounts on everything I buy or lease (apparently this includes vehicle-leases or financing…HAHAHAHA). My ‘SO-CALLED’ friend said we could get together the following day to help me DIGEST all this NEW information and ONCE-IN-A-LIFETIME opportunity…I just had to name the place, the time, and he would bring some of his business partners and if need be someone with a Master’s in Business Administration, they have people from ALL WALKS OF LIFE!!!!!!

I haven’t answered my cell-phone or looked at my email, and if I see him I’ll just say it’s not for me…EVER! That FUCKING meeting gave me the creeps…the way they look at you and the way their voice sounds makes my skin crawl…AND I’M A DUDE!!!!!

 

 

Ambots Held Hostage At Amway Cult Meeting

I had long since stopped attending cult meetings. Ambot told me this after the fact.

One night at an Amway meeting the Platinum told everyone in the room that no one was leaving until they gave him a check for the next function.

Ambot was pissed off enough to challenge the pompous sack of shit Platinum. That is a major no-no for an IBO.

NEVER QUESTION UPLINE!

He angrily told the sack of shit he’d write him a check and then he’d pull all the money out of his account so the check would bounce. The Platinum started yelling at him: “You’re writing a check that will bounce and you call yourself a business owner?” Ambot stood up to him and pointed out it was against the law to refuse to allow people to leave of their own free will. Telling people they can not leave until they pay him money? Essentially the sack of shit was holding everyone hostage until they paid him the ransom money for the function.

Perhaps Ambot wouldn’t have reacted this way if that Amway meeting had gone another way but this was the night the cult leader led his flock in a prayerfest that I would find another man and leave Ambot.

Ambot never wrote that check, pushed past the bouncer downline flunkie who was guarding the door and stormed out of the meeting. The cult followers followed their leader’s example and yelled jeers after him. Apparently they dutifully stayed and wrote their checks before being allowed to go home.

Dealing with a demented cult leader who tried to force his personal views on the cult followers and being held hostage was finally too much for Ambot.

That was the last meeting he attended.

 

What Happens When An Amway Diamond Comes To Town?

Once or twice a month a Diamond would come to town to show the plan. Usually an auditorium at a school was booked for this event that was scheduled to begin at 8pm. IBO’s got ripped off $10 each to listen to these Amway cult leaders.

Good IBO’s who are “serious business builders” must show up at least an hour in advance so my husband was usually in a panic to get there by 7pm.

Ambot enjoyed mingling beforehand with the other cult followers. I did not so I’d bring a book (fiction, not on the required reading list) choose a seat and sit down and read while the room filled with IBO’s excited to hear the Diamond say the same old same old.

It pissed off the Platinum sack of shit that I didn’t mingle beforehand. He’d get after Ambot and criticize him because I wasn’t hanging out with his wife and doing what she was doing, sticking close to her if I wanted to be like her.

Um, no, I never said I wanted to be like her or hang out with her. She was an OK person and I’d usually say hi to her at some point in the evening like when we were leaving.

The mingling lasted until 8:30 or so because the Diamond was always delayed somewhere so the Amway meeting never started on time at 8. The Diamond would finally show up and the cult followers would jump to their feet cheering and clapping with over the top adoration for some fucking Amway scammer. I was one of the few who remained seated and silent.

Usually these meetings would last over 2 hours. Each Diamond’s speech was a bit different but most of them spent the first half hour to an hour talking about themselves, pretending to be a comedian, or talking about news events. Then they’d spend an hour to an hour and a half giving the business plan presentation on a Powerpoint presentation on a movie screen.

Some of these Diamonds never mentioned Amway. Other times the A word came up towards the end of their presentation. They’d all talk about the training system and the tools must be purchased and to bring people to the functions. They’d all do a bunch of real fast talk when it came to the compensation.

I remember one Diamond said if the IBO finds 6 people, and they find 6 people, and so on and so on, that in 6 to 9 months you’d earn $78,000 a year working only 10 hours a week. Two minutes later he’d upped the ante to $250,000 a year. By now he’s got the cult followers whipped into a frenzy so then he goes for it a couple of minutes later. $750,000 a year in 2 to 5 years working 10 hours a week! The cult followers are shrieking with this good news totally lapping it up.

When the Diamond finally finished, the IBO’s would rush the stage wanting to meet him and he’d have a group of admirers hanging around for 20 or 30 minutes. Then he’d leave. Even the Amway cult leaders have better things to do with their time than hang out with a bunch of Amway losers.

Occasionally the Diamond stayed for some worthless “teaching”. You know the kind that involves telling all the IBO’s in attendance to sign up for Communikate, buy a premier monthly membership to World Wide Destructive Bastards, buy CD’s, buy books on the reading list, attend major functions. Buy tools and when you’re done buy even more tools so you can give them away to prospects. That’s the only way to become successful is buying the tools needed to succeed at an Amway business.

Oh wait, they got that wrong. The only way to succeed at making your upline Diamond rich is to buy tools. 

If we were lucky we’d get out of there by 11pm. If not so lucky, midnight. Usually the Diamond couldn’t rattle on into the wee hours because the school was only booked for a set period of time. Probably the janitor was off shift around midnight and had to lock up.

And one more time from marriedtoanambot let’s just send another big old FUCK YOU out to Amway Scamway and their scammer army of Ambots and the fucking Amway Diamonds who just want to fuck you out of your hard earned money.

Fucking Amway scammers! Scum of the earth.

 

 

Amway Ambots Must Snipe Prospects At The Grocery Store

I usually do one big grocery shopping trip a month and inbetween I shop as needed for perishables. Ambot had been so preoccupied with Amway meetings that we’d fallen behind on shopping and running low on everything. We had our night set aside that we were going shopping and shortly before we headed out the door his cell phone chirps that he has a text message. I tell him to ignore it because the only texts he gets are from some fucking asshole in the Amway upline.

Sure enough the arrogant prick that sponsored Ambot and the fucking idiot that sponsored him have scheduled an immediate meeting at Taco Bell. I tell Ambot to tell them to fuck off - we have other plans. Instead Ambot declares that we must drop whatever we’re doing because these cultists expect him to be available at their beck and call 24/7. Well seeing as how we hadn’t eaten dinner yet I said I’d eat some Mexican fast food and then we go grocery shopping. And I mean it. Before the store closes.

For the life of me I can’t remember what those two assholes wanted other than to harass us about “the business”. These two bastards are much younger than us and although Ambot was of the attitude that they’re our upline and we must treat them like gods I wasn’t under any similar brainwashed delusions. I made it very clear to those two bastards that I had to get to the grocery store before it closed even though they kept trying to sway Ambot to stay in Taco Bell so they could go over some very important business strategies. I sort of won this battle because Ambot and I headed to the store but those two fucking idiots followed us in their car. What are they going grocery shopping for? They both still lived at home and had their mommys taking care of the shopping and cooking.

Those two idiots told Ambot to find prospects in the grocery store. Oh shit how embarrassing is that. There’s a security guard standing outside the store so Ambot pounces on him while I push the grocery cart into the store and abandon him to his stupid Amway games. Eventually Ambot catches up to me and tells me the security guard is a hot prospect and he got his phone number. How sick is that? Its like he’s trying to pick up a date at the grocery store.

Eventually those two upline bastards get bored of walking around the grocery store or else they weren’t having much luck sniping shoppers and they left. However they continued to phone and text Ambot while we shopping to see how the prospecting is going. Ambot tried to strike up a conversation with a couple of other shoppers but mostly they looked at him like he was some weirdo while I pushed the grocery cart the hell away from his shenanigans.

Then we get to the line up for the cash register and Ambot starts talking to the man in line in front of us who looks rather uncomfortable. Ambot is using F.O.R.M. on him but bypasses F (Family) and goes right for O (Occupation). The man has something to do with developing computer games. Ambot gets that much out of him before his cell phone rings. Its the arrogant prick sponsor.

And then they get all excited and Ambot tells the shopper that his friend on the phone wants to get into that gig and asks if he can contact him to chat. The man reluctantly writes his phone number on a paper and gives it to him.

I have no idea if Ambot or the arrogant prick ever tried to contact the man. Probably lost the piece of paper the number was written down on.

I don’t know what’s more embarrassing. Faking interest in somebody’s career in the hopes of trying to trick him to come to an Amway or trying to snipe grocery shoppers to come to Amway meetings.

Ambots always say there's no other business out there like Amway. Yeah I'd say I can't think of any other company that sends their employees out to forage for prospects in places where most people don't want to be bothered by some rabid cult follower.

 

First Amway FED Free Enterprise Days

A reader attends their first Amway FED Free Enterprise Days and sums it up quickly:

I clearly remember my first(and last) FED, where many first time attendees were leaving the auditorium half way through.They seemed bored as fuck. I mean, who wants to sit through 6 hours of "Are you excited?", "If we can do it,you can do it too!" and "We love you and want to see you at diamond club" bullshit.

Ambots rushing to the stage to high five the speakers, and the constant cheering and wooing was really fucking lame.

Man, everytime I remember the wooing and cheering, it makes me wanna puke. The whole energy inside the auditorium was repulsive and phony. Yuck!

 

What’s Amway Free Enterprise Days FED Really Like?

A reader who went to Amway Free Enterprise Days gives us a first hand impression of what FED is really like.

At the FED I attended I got to see the inauguration of a new Diamond to the club. To say the process was ridiculous, over the top, weird, and whatever other adjective you want to throw in would be an understatement.

First of all they rolled out a giant red carpet as though they were a king and queen. Then they had two long fences on each side where people eagerly trampled over one another to get as close as possible to the new royalty. They were giving high fives, hugs, and other congratulations as they watched their money being filtered into these new diamonds bank accounts. It was like something from the dark ages where people were paying their respects to the lords of the land.

The new diamonds were dressed in a tuxedo and wedding dress with their two little girls going down the aisle. (Yes they were essentially getting married to Amway). At the end were their parents (executive diamonds), there to congratulate them and give them their prize. A plaque on their giant diamond shaped, cubic zerconium statue. As people ooed and awed at the moment, I couldn't help but feel like something was wrong. When someone becomes a board member at a new company, I don't believe it is typical for them to have 8,000 plus employees surround and worship them...in a stadium.

Then the creepiest thing happened when they made their complete transformation into douchery. They gave a 40 min. garbage speech about living the dream just like every rehearsed diamond speech, and then tried to really impress upon everyone that if they can do it, YOU CAN DO IT!

Ultimately the experience was bizarre and negligent of the true responsibilities they have to enrich their followers and help everyone become successful. They must have spent 10's of thousands on this ridiculous ceremony, and that probably equates the 1,000's of IBO's literally watching their money being pissed away. A truly sickening experience