At every Amway board plan
meeting I attended, the person who lived there stood up to introduce the
pompous sack of shit Platinum. Seeing as how it was pretty much always the same
group of about 10 or 12 people and we all knew who he was - why bother? He could
have just stepped into the room and started talking. But instead he wants to be
introduced like he’s some big rock star.
Meetings started at 8pm (if they started on time that is) and before the
Platinum started the brainwashing session the person introducing him
would ask everyone to turn off their cell phones. Pretty much everyone
dutifully complied.
Yeah you guessed it. I was the rogue stand out. Most people I know don’t phone
that late at night - and here I’m talking after 9 - unless there is an
emergency. If there is an emergency I want to be reachable. To hell with the
sack of shit Platinum.
Sadly, my phone never rang once at any Amway meetings I attended. Likely due to
most people who phone me its usually earlier in the day and most people call me
on the house phone not my cell. I rarely give out my cell number.
One night we’re sitting in a living room and there's a fair amount of people
there, maybe 30 or 40. Ambot wasn’t sitting with me. He was standing in the
back of the room. This particular home had comfy living room furniture. I was
in an easy chair or couch, don’t really recall, and I was sinking into it
enjoying how soft it was. The Platinum was boring me with the same old same old
and I’d closed my eyes and was hoping to fall asleep but unfortunately I
didn’t.
Later on Ambot told me that the “sharp businessmen” he was standing with in the
back of the living room had noticed and asked him if I was falling asleep to
which he agreed it sure looked like it. They were really pissed off that I was
being bored to sleep by their amazing Platinum. Ambot tipped them off that my
cell phone likely hadn’t been turned off and they thought it might be fun to
phone me and that I’d be embarrassed by the phone ringing in the middle of the
sack of shit's brainwashing session. I think Ambot convinced them that I
wouldn’t be embarrassed if my phone rang. In fact I might not hear it. I mean
I’d hear it but I wouldn’t associate it with it with my phone ringing. I would
just think someone else had the same ring tone as I have.
What really bugged the shit out of me was that Ambot gave my cell phone number
WITHOUT MY PERMISSION to the fucking asshole sponsor and a couple of other
fucking assholes in our Amway upline I don’t recall who. I don’t want any
of these bastards knowing my phone number or phoning me. I can only hope
they’ve all deleted me out of their contacts. None of them were ever in my
contact list.
I just dare that fucking arrogant prick that sponsored us to ever phone me.
I'll give him shit supreme like he's never heard before!
When it comes to Amway losers - Don’t phone me and I won’t phone you.