Amway Ambots And Their “Dream Stealer” Paranoia

Dream Stealers.

It almost sounds like alien invaders descending from an unknown universe ready to suck out the part of your body where your dreams are kept.

I constantly heard the term “dream stealers” during Amway meetings and then parrotted by Ambot.

In an accusatory tone he condemned our friends and relatives who didn’t support his business as dream stealers. “They’re trying to steal my dream” or “they don’t want my dreams to come true”. Those were terms he threw at me too as counselled by the fucking assholes in his Amway upline.

Its a stupid ass term used as a lame excuse by IBO’s to justify their failure at not making money in Amway. Everyone else is a dream stealer. Always blame other people.

There’s a Disney song about how a dream is a wish your heart makes. If your dream is in your heart then no one can steal your dream. Not without some surgical tools to slice you open and kill you by removing your heart.

So what was Ambot’s dream? It was whatever the upline told him his dream was. It had something to do with leaving me. That was the upline’s dream more than it was his because Amway is all about destroying relationships. Nothing gives those fucking assholes in the Amway upline more happiness than bringing misery to other peoples lives.

But how many of those upline fuckers ever asked me once what my dream was? Not a single one of them. I mean really, why would they? None of them gave a shit about me.

And they all probably could take a good guess at my answer: “To get Ambot the hell away from you bastards and quit Amway!!!”

What about IBOs who leave the cult. They’re also called dream stealers. They’re poison screech out the Amway cult leaders. Stay away from them or they’ll steal your dream too.

A dream is a thought, an idea. Its in your head and in your heart. Its not an actual entity. I’m not sure how you can lose something that is not an object like losing your car keys or your glasses. Or the cat got out of the house and is lost. Or I lost Ambot again at Lowes. Someone can steal the keys, the glasses, the cat, maybe even Ambot as attempted by the Amway cult followers. If someone steals your car you call the police to report the theft. How can someone steal your dream? And how do you explain that one to the cops when you phone to report the theft?

Here’s the conversation when an Amway asshole phones the cops:

“Aw, gee, my next door neighbor is a dream stealer and he stole my dream of owning a Porsche. I demand you arrest that son of a bitch and charge him with theft!”

“Dream stealers” is just one of many ridiculous things I’ve heard spout from the mouths of brainwashed IBOs. Dream stealers are further defined as losers, failures, and people going nowhere who want to drag you down to their level.

The reality about “dream stealers” is they are usually people who love you and don’t want to see you fail, lose your money in a scam, and suffer from any kind of distress.

Dream stealers have an alternate point of view from the upline and that makes them dangerous people - at least in the eyes of the sack of shit Platinum and the other fuckers in the Amway upline because they could be responsible for letting those dollar signs slip away.

Is it a bad thing to listen to the “dream stealers”? Instead of stealing a dream they are really giving good advice. IBOs think the “dream stealers” are being negative and trying to “steal my dream”. Instead all they’re doing is trying to save the IBO from making bad business decisions.

Remember those alien invaders who are sucking the dreams out of your body? They’re not so alien after all. The real dream stealers are the people who actually use that phrase.

 

Amway Ambots Are Phoney Ass Pins

There were IBO’s we knew that became 1000 pins. Our Platinum would sneer at them that they were phoney 1000 pins and yes he was right. These suckers were putting thousands of dollars in Amway purchases on the credit card in a month so they could meet their upline’s goals and so they could “walk across the stage”.

Yeah so what? I appeared in ballet recitals when I was younger. I’ve pirouetted across a few stages in my time. Big deal.

Let’s see. Anyone upline checking to see if any of these 1000 pins actually have customers, especially the ones with no downline? Somewhere in the Amway rules it states how many retail customers one must have or some percentage before being eligible for a bonus check. Obviously our last sack of shit Platinum was well aware of the phoney pins and he wasn’t doing his part by ensuring the downline had the required amount of outside of Amway retail customers.

I have no idea what the criteria is but I’m sure someone more familiar with those rules will chime in to the comment box. Maybe they’ll also chime in why nobody upline checks to see if the IBO has made sales to outside customers who are not in Amway.

I can tell you nobody upline checked that Ambot actually had customers before he got his $10 or $20 check each month depending on how much money he’d spent on Amway products.

I am happy to say during our last descent into hell that Ambot did not become a phoney 1000 pin. I don’t think he had that much space available on his credit card otherwise he’d have probably tried.

I am unhappy to say that Ambot did become a phoney 1000 pin during the first WWDB stint. His upline Platinum pushed him so that fucker could meet some goal I guess. He spent all day on the phone trying to convince friends and relatives to buy products. I think he may have had a couple of friends commit to making small purchases but the majority of his purchases were for his own consumption, mainly vitamins. So he got his phoney pin and walked across the stage years ago. Whooppee!

Then the credit card bill arrived the next month and he’s sitting here staring at all these boxes of Double X that we’ll never use nor find anyone else to buy. There were other products as well. I just remember he bought a lot of vitamins.

He managed to return some for a refund which put his PV/BV into a negative situation. Also put his Platinum in a negative situation because the old shithead phoned to bitch at him about all his returns and point out he’d lost his eligibility for being a 1000 pin. I don’t think he cared anymore by that point. But get this. The sack of shit Platinum bitches about buying him dinner because he met that level.

Ha ha! That fucking asshole is bitching about dinner and we’d spent thousands of dollars on the Amway scheme. Who should be bitching at who here?

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.

 

Who Sells The World’s Shittiest Towels? Amway!

The worst towels I have ever used came from Amway. This was a few years back. I have no idea if Amway still sells shitty towels. I can’t remember what colors Ambot purchased. I definitely remember red. I think the other set was a different color, maybe blue or green.

The first time I used the towels all the little red fluff came off all over my body. YUCK! So I toss them in the washer and dryer hoping that a cycle will get rid of the fluffies. I know from past experience that sometimes a washing or two is necessary to get the lint off.

No such luck. For the next month I washed and dried those suckers multiple times following each use because everytime I used them I was grossed out by all the towel fluff left on my body. Talk about low quality at a premium price! Not to mention how irritating it is to dry myself off and have towel parts stuck all over me. Absolutely disgusting.

After a month I told Ambot I refused to use those shitty towels anymore. I went to the department store and bought Ralph Loren Polo towels. They were lower priced and better quality than the Amway towels. The best thing? No more shedding!

The second best thing is those higher quality RL towels lasted for years. They’d still be going strong except I decided I needed a change and headed to JC Penney to buy some nice plush Egyptian towels. If anyone is looking for good quality reasonably priced fluffy luxurious towels, they’re from the Chris Madden Home Collection at JC Penney.

Getting back to the fluff magnets, Ambot was able to return the towels with the complaint that they shed worse than our dog. I guess our Platinum lost some points on that refund too! Upline losing bonus points because of me is, well, always a bonus!

 

 

Amway Rule To Live By If You’re An Ambot: Be Your Own Best Customer

The upline would tell the IBO’s when purchasing Amway products to be your own best customer. Why would you go out and support other stores when you can be buying from your own store?

Let’s see. Price? Quality?

When did we ever buy energy drinks before getting involved in Amway? Never. When did we buy food bars and protein bars and all those other nasty tasting Amway bars? Rarely. I buy granola bars a couple of times a year but its not a regular purchase. When did I ever buy vitamins before Amway? Never.

So now I have to buy all these things from “our” (pretend) store that I never bought before. So we can save money?

Are you kidding me????

I can save even more money by not buying stuff I never bought before anyway.

Ambot would be outraged if I went to the drug store to buy toothpaste. “How come you won’t buy from our store and support our business?” He’d ask. Oh, a couple of reasons. First off we’re a bunch of fucking idiots for having the items in our store too high priced to get any real customers. Oh, I guess its not really “our” store otherwise we can put a price tag of our choosing on the product. Second that nasty Glisten toothpaste makes me gag when I brush my teeth. I had a similar problem with a fluoride toothpaste we used when I was 10 years old. I prefer not to puke when I’m brushing my teeth thanks just the same!

 

The Horrors Of Being Sniped By An Amway Ambot!

I wanted to share a comment left in a post about buying tickets for Puryear Family Reunion in case readers missed it.

It just shows that nothing ever changes in Amway. The same pitches are going on today that were going on 5 years ago, 10 years ago, and probably since time began with the Amway pyramid scheme.

I separated his/her comment into smaller paragraphs to make it easier to read and to insert my own comments in red!

I went with my friend (IBO) to one of his meetings after getting ambushed on one of our morning jogs.

Ambushed? Check. Ambot sneaky ass strategy.

He was babbling on and on about this year’s family reunion thing coming up July. I guess it’s a “must attend” function or convention (or something…WHATEVER).

Family Reunion coming up in July? Yup. WWDB Amway function. Another “must attend” brainwashing convention. Aren’t they all? Yawn. Ambot trying to build up some excitement so he can be one of very few IBO’s who actually brings a guest and that makes him look all big and important to the upline that he worships.

For starters, let me admit I’ve never before seen such mediocrity in my forty years on this planet!

Mediocrity? That’s one of the nicest things I’ve ever heard anyone say about Amway!

He insisted I borrow and listen to a couple of cd’s from some ‘money-guru’ he says he knows personally. I’m not really into listening to anything that’s not accompanied by some kind of music…and of course makes sense to my mood at that moment.

Those CDs are the shits! Especially when they’re cranked as loud as they can go. Sounds like we’re out in the boonies under a big tent with a preacher screeching a sermon at us.

Well anyway, back to the meeting on Friday night, we get there and of course, the place is pact! There are no more chairs, one of the best-dressed guys in the back of the room ushers my friend’s ‘sponsor’ to give up his seat so I’ll have a chance at enjoying the speaker’s slander.

Sounds like someone on the Amway chair committee fucked up!

This ‘meeting’ felt more like a revival of some sorts to me than anything close to a business meeting. I guess there wasn’t any religion involved, yet it was carried on in a fashion resembling that of religious doctrine.

I guess they held off on the religion because they had a rare appearance of an outsider at this Amway meeting. Usually Amway meetings are peppered with religion as is the norm for any cult's meetings.

After being formally introduced to most of the attending IBO’s in the room one of the attendees (seemed rather prospected), and his wife were being badgered by a group of IBOs to attend that July convention –thing, in a matter of seconds the rest of the group joined in and the guy who urged my friend’s sponsor give up his seat to me walked right in front of them to make certain they would go (he kept insisting they attend in a very weird manner).
Amway ambots ganging up on someone and badgering them? Oh say it isn’t so! Not only are those bastards good at group love bombing but they also gang up to dole out the abuse as needed.

He and a few others (they seemed like the diamonds in the group) carried themselves extremely comfortable! After battling with that couple, he made his way to me and asked a few question about my employment (I lead Pioneer-A medical equipment distribution center for medical schools). Impressed, he seemed to veer towards my personal ambitions, at which I admitted I was going to medical school this fall.

Yup the old Amway FORM strategy that is also used by high closer salespeople to find out more about the victim and put them at ease before going in for the kill.
F - Family
O - Occupation
R - Recreation
M - Money

Before moving on, he suggested I attend this ‘ function’ insisting “I might learn something” and commented that my friend’s sponsor was someone going places and I should maybe meet up with the sponsor and him for coffee some time. I told him no thanks, that I just did this as a favor to my friend whom seemed relentless about this ‘industry’. He became uncomfortable with my comment and with a smile corrected me indicating “this is not a company…it’s a world-wide opportunity for independent business owners with BIG dreams and not afraid of getting their hands dirty”. I smiled back and nodded “most-definitely”, thinking how pathetic this all was!

Everyone in Amway is ALWAYS "going places". Usually straight to the poorhouse and divorce court! Ambots always get uncomfortable when confronted with the truth. You can bet your friend got reamed out later on for being “negative”. The reason you're getting your "hands dirty" in Amway is because of the dirty money you're making scamming victims in this pyramid scheme.

Anyway, a little after 11pm…I told my friend I was heading home, he asked what did I think about the people and the testimonials and I replied they were fine. He asked about my availability to get together for coffee during the weekend and I turned him down telling him I’m not really a “deodorant and soap-door to door kind of guy”. Now, he didn’t show offense to this, but I’m certain he’d love to have retaliated instantly, instead he asked for my cell-phone number and or my email, I gave him one of my email address in case I want to humor myself someday soon. He insisted though, we definitely HAVE TO TALK, and that they could use someone like me in their venture (I’d rather drown myself than tolerate another one of these pitches).

Yup ambots always want to go for coffee and they’ll bring along their sack of shit Platinum to close the sale and sign up the victim as an IBO.

And......Better dead than an ambot!

 

 

Beware Amway Big Brother

A blast from the past. This article first appeared about two months after marriedtoanambot blog began.

Anna Banana has caught the attention of someone from Ada, Michigan.

I make no secret that I do not like Amway’s shitty overpriced products. I need to get in a long line with that complaint.

Many bloggers focus on Amway’s scheme particularly how the tool business is the only way to really make money in Amway and you can only make decent money in Amway once you’ve walked over a lot of people to get to a level where you participate in tool sharing profits. That’s not my agenda.

If I have any issue with Amway other than their shitty overpriced products, its how they turn a blind eye to the abuses from higher level pins to their downline. I think Amway has a moral obligation to take better control of their representatives who are in the business of signing up IBO’s, finding customers to purchase Amway products, and holding meetings all under the guise of running their own Amway business.

My agenda is with Ambot’s upline, the assholes who brainwashed and abused him  and tried to tear us apart under the pretense of being highly religious people and Amway devotees. The upline assholes who cause emotional and financial distress. Corporate Amway does not get involved in individual lines of sponsorship and what they’re saying in Amway meetings. Complaints go nowhere. A standard letter saying they are looking into it or a brush off when you phone in and speak with a service rep aka the we-don’t-give-a-shit department.

That’s why people take up blogging and get the word out there what is really happening inside the LOS, Amway meetings, and how people are treated by their upline. Amway won’t do anything about it so the masses on the Internet educate others what they are in store for if they get involved with Amway.

My story is hardly original. It has been said so many times in very similar ways by others who write blogs, write books, appear on TV or radio shows.

So attention Ada, Michigan. Anna Banana can be bought. If you want me to stop telling what happened to my husband and how I had to watch him being treated by the upline assholes and ultimately how I was treated, I have a price. Pick a number between 10 and 20, the higher the better. Then put 6 zeros behind it.

 

The Fucking Amway Pants Don’t Fit!

Remember when Amway was selling clothes years ago?

I bought a swimsuit that was pretty decent so I can say that I actually bought one product that Amway sells that I did not hate. Hell, I liked that swimsuit enough that if Amway still sold them I might have bought another one.

Not the same story for a pair of pants that Ambot bought for me which I didn’t really want, but you know all the bullshit upline plugs into you about buy from your own store.... I rock a size 0 in skinny jeans but depending on the cut I could be up a size, so Ambot started with a size 6 pair of Amway pants which were the smallest size available. Just a regular looking pair of casual pants but nothing I would have bought if I’d seen them in the store. May have had a checker or houndstooth pattern to them. I tried them on. Couldn’t fasten them up, too tight in the waist. Ambot sent them back and exchanged for a size 8. Same problem. Too tight in the waist. Couldn’t fasten them. Ambot wants to exchange for the next size up. I tell him forget it. The pants aren’t that great anyway. But he doesn’t listen and one day he presents me with a size 10 pair of pants. I’m not happy but I try them on and like the other pairs they are exactly the same waist size as the other two smaller pairs - too tight and won’t fasten. I tell him there is obviously a problem with Amway’s clothing line. Normally when you buy larger clothing sizes they are, well larger, and a looser fit than the size down. If I put on a size 10 pair of normal pants they’d be sliding right off me. Shit! Right now in my closet I have two shorts that are size 2, the smallest size available when I was shopping. They both slide right off me so I have to wear a belt. 

Back to those shitty Amway pants. Every single one of these pants had the same waist size although as the sizes went up the hips and thighs were roomier.

Um, here’s a big clue Amway. When a clothing size number goes up, all dimensions have to change. You can’t leave the waist a tiny size and make the hips larger as the size numbers go higher. Perhaps this is why Amway is no longer in the business of selling clothing?

But Ambot is determined. He exchanges the pants again and presents me with a size 12. You guessed it, they were too small too. I thought that would be the end of it until he shows up with a size 14.

“Forget it!” I tell him. “I am not going to try those damn pants on again! It doesn’t matter what size you get they’ll never fit!”

And ladies you get this. Who wants to wear clothes that are up 10 sizes than what you normally wear? Like what the fuck!

Men clearly don’t get it when it comes to women’s clothing sizes.

Finally Ambot gets a clue that I am not going to wear a piece of clothing in the double digit sizes and gets a refund. And the fucking assholes in our Amway upline lose some bonus points.