When we were in Amway and WWDB orders for overpriced shitty
Amway products were placed on the Internet and delivered to our house. Our sack
of shit Platinum would rant at us during Amway meetings that we had it lucky.
When he started in Amway he had to drive a couple of towns away to pick up the
Amway order from his upline and then he spent hours delivering it all over the
place. He said when his car broke down he had to take the bus - and undoubtedly
a few helpers - to carry all the boxes. So the sack of shit would go on
and on and on about the shit he went through in Amway to get him where he was.
Uh, lets see. Was he under the false impression that I actually cared?
Every week we had to order tools - CDs and books - the more the better of
course from the point of view of the fucking assholes in the Amway upline. I
have no idea how the Platinum sack of shit received them. All I know is the
upline Eagle picked them up from Platinum’s house rather late at night when he
got off work and then we met him at Dunkin Donuts around 10pm or 10:30 to pick
up our order. The donut shop was about halfway between our house and the
Platinum’s house. It was a central location for the Eagle’s downline to show up
and pick up their tools because most of them lived within a 15 minute drive and
the Eagle lived further out.
This went on for maybe a month. Then the Platinum heard about it. The fucking
asshole went nutso! He screamed and shrieked and carried on as if someone had
just committed murder! Holy shit it was amazing!
The Platinum ordered the Eagle to stop meeting downline at Dunkin Donuts. Who
knows why? Maybe the fucker had shares in Krispy Kreme? He ordered all tools to
be picked up at the Eagle’s house about an hour’s drive each way.
I was really pissed off. But then anytime that meddling sack of shit sticks his
ass into anyone’s business it pisses me off. I pointed out to Ambot that this
was really dumb. The Platinum sack of shit lives about a thirty minute drive
from our house. The fucking Eagle is closer to an hour away depends on traffic
which you would think would be lighter that time of night - NOT. It would be
quicker for us to go to the Platinum’s house and pick up those shitty tools
that I didn’t want in the first place. Because I knew Ambot was going to plug
one of those damned CD’s into the car’s stereo and crank up the volume so it
would be like listening to one of those fire and brimstone sermons from a tent
church the whole drive home. Add to the fact that the Eagle didn’t get home -
and here its important to point out that he still lived with mommy and daddy
even though he’s in his mid 20’s - until at least 10:30 at night. So we’re
driving all over the countryside for a couple of hours late at night when I’d
rather be getting ready for bed. We’ve got customers to deal with in the
morning. Real customers in our real business. Not pity customers helping us out
buying Amway shit. What the fuck is Ambot thinking? I told him to cancel any
further orders for tools. If we all stuck together and cancelled tool orders
and refused to drive to the Eagle’s house to pick them up maybe we’d “get
permission” to pick them up at a central location again. Like I had any chance
of the other downline doing anything to disobey the Platinum.
Ambot had to be CORE and feed into the tool scam so his upline could get rich.
He had to bust ass driving out of town late at night to pick up $10 worth of
CD’s every week. It cost about that much in gas for a round trip drive. Not to
mention our time. Why the hell didn’t he just wait another day to pick up the
damned tools at the next night’s Amway meeting? After a few weeks Ambot had
enough of the late night drives and he did pick up his CD’s and books from the
Eagle the next time he saw him. They had to be sneaky about it though. You know
- hiding them under their shirts!
And the point of this whole exercise? To teach us discipline. What? We’re in
the armed forces maybe and that’s why we need discipline? We became responsible
adults understanding discipline. Why the fuck do we need to keep learning about
discipline because we’re in Amway?
Oh I forgot. The discipline thing is because we're in a cult. Its all
about brainwashing the IBO’s and ordering them around to make sure they’re good
little cult followers. Loyalty and obedience to the cult leader is the most
important thing.
Like I really needed another reason to dislike the Platinum. Once again I send
a big old fuck you out to that sack of shit.
FUCK YOU ASSHOLE!
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.
FUCK YOU ASSHOLES!
This Platinum really didn't care whether you picked up your stuff at a Dunkin' Donuts, or anywhere else.
ReplyDeleteWhat made him angry was that you acted on your on initiative, and with your own independent intelligence.
Those two things are utterly taboo in the Amway cult.
That's exactly right Anonymous. We didn't ask permission from the sack of shit Platinum. Amway is all about obedience to the cult leaders and no one is allowed to make a move without asking permission. Amway is a cult!
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