Amway Ambots Can’t Mind Their Own Fucking Business

One of the things I hated about being in Amway were the horrible people we had to associate with - our upline.

To be more precise our fucking interfering upline.

These phony ass lying bastards who pretended to be your friends as long as you were spending your money on Amway products and tools. The same people who told you that because they were your upline you had to do everything they told you and you had to ask permission before doing anything or buying anything. Cult! Cult! Cult!

Yeah fuck that idea. I’ve been making my own decisions since I moved out after I graduated from high school. I’ve been figuring out where to live, what to buy, what to eat, where to vacation since I was a teenager. I’ve always been responsible with money, it took me a few years to save up a down payment and buy my first home and I learned how to invest my money along the way. Making responsible decisions is all part of being an adult.

Once you’re in Amway the upline tells you they will make your decisions for you. That’s one of the reasons I hated being in the Amway cult. Here’s a newsflash for you lousy miserable ambot bastards. I already know how to make my own decisions. I will resist everything you fucking cult leaders tell me to do. To piss you fuckers off even more I will do the exact opposite of what you order me to do. Just my little way of telling you to fuck off. My little way of telling you I can’t stand you. Whatever I can do to piss off you motherfucking interfering bastards I’ll do it. In fact I’ll go out of my way to piss off you fucking Amway cult leaders to make sure there is no doubt in your mind that you have no control over me and exactly how I feel about you. That’s what happens when somebody doesn’t like you. You have no influence over them. After the fucking Platinum son of a bitch stuck his nose into our lives one time too many I refused to have anything more to do with the bastard. I told Ambot I refused to go anywhere if there was a chance that sack of shit might show up in the same place. It was Ambot’s job to keep us apart. If he failed and I ran into that bastard I was going to give that fucking Platinum shit supreme like he’s never heard before. I’m sure there is no doubt in Ambot’s mind that I will make good on my cursefest if I run into that Platinum cult leader and that will embarrass him in front of his beloved upline.

Seeing as how the only times Ambot only went out was to go to Amway meetings and functions to do Amway things and the sack of shit Platinum would likely be there since he led most of those cult meetings, Ambot wisely went alone. This led to his upline telling him that I was uncoachable. Translation - those upline Amway bastards were unable to brainwash me. That meant they had no control over me and my life and it meant the money flowing to Amway was in danger of being stopped when I put pressure on Ambot to get out of the cult. That was when the fucking Platinum began putting pressure on Ambot to leave me and when that didn’t work he told Ambot he was praying that I would find another man and leave him.

That fucking sack of shit Platinum is the most fucking evil person I have met in my life! Fucking cult leader gets his jollies out of controlling other people’s lives and sticking his nose into places it doesn’t belong.

Amway IBO’s have that not minding their own business routine down pretty good. Qualifications to become an Amway IBO - the ability not to mind your own business and to interfere in other people’s lives.

Get a clue you fucking Amway assholes. Most wives do not like other people sticking their nose into their marriage and families. So if you’re an Amway IBO -  fuck off! What’s going on in other people’s lives is none of your fucking business!

Like I need any further proof that Amway IBO’s can’t mind their own fucking business every day this blog gets dozens of hits from people looking for information about Ganesh and Neha Shenoy. I’d never even heard of them until I started getting all these hits but a few commentators on the blog have since filled me in a bit. Apparently the Shenoys have either split or divorced or in the process of doing so. I do not know them and I do not know why they didn’t want to be married any longer. Its none of my fucking business. You don’t see me going around the Internet looking for information about them. Amway IBOs who have no concept of “none of your business” are frantically searching the Internet for information about Ganesh and Neha Shenoy and landing on my blog because I’ve put in enough keywords to misdirect them here. Here’s my take on things. If Ganesh and Neha decide its any of your fucking business why they split up, they’ll tell you themselves. If they don’t tell you why they don’t want to be married anymore then that should be a huge clue for you. They’ve decided they don’t want you to know. Its none of your business! From every corner of the world Amway IBO’s who can’t mind their own business are searching for information on Ganesh and Neha Shenoy’s divorce. Even Joecool’s troll from Scarborough Canada was at this blog searching for information on Ganesh and Neha Shenoy divorce. I think that most of us who read Joecool’s blog already know that troll from Scarborough can’t mind his own business. One of the prerequisites for being an Amway IBO.

There are many reasons that I hated being an Amway IBO. The money loss buying shitty overpriced Amway products and spending hundreds of dollars on Amway tools and attending Amway functions is only part of it. Putting up with the fucking interfering upline who can’t mind their own damned business was the worst part of being involved in Amway.