Amway Can’t Brainwash All Of Us!

Our pompous sack of shit Platinum had a ton of reasons he didn’t like me, mostly because I was such a rebel and disinterested in anything Amway. Also his fear that I would take back control of our finances and cut off further tithing to the Amway cult.

According to Amway cult leaders people like me must be destroyed! People who can’t be brainwashed by the Amway cult must be eliminated.

Hmmm. I wasn’t planning on turning this into another post about how Amway destroys marriages but what the hell!

The sack of shit Platinum would hold Amway meetings and say he only does business with people he likes. If he doesn’t like you he won’t do business with you.

Well I don’t like you, you fucking miserable Amway bastard, but I’ve obviously done a shitty job of getting that message through to your Amway drunken brain because you seem to be under the false impression that I want to do business with you.

So in his quest to destroy our relationship and poison Ambot against me, the sack of shit Platinum would bitch about me to Ambot. He’d bitch about everything: the way I dress, the “other” makeup I wear, I refuse to mingle with ambots, my phone is old, my car is too new, my dog stinks, the books I read aren’t on the Amway tool scam reading list. You name it, he bitched about it. It all leads to one thing. He’d bitch about me not being “coachable”. Pompous asshole. I told you the day I met you that I had no interest in Amway. I didn’t want to pay to go to Amway cult meetings, I didn’t want to buy overpriced shitty products, etc. And its a huge surprise to you that I’m not “coachable”.

Dumb ass sack of shit Platinum cult leader!

I’m also not coachable when it comes to jumping out of airplanes or becoming a lion trainer. If I have zero interest in something or something I deem to be dangerous like getting involved in the Amway cult and losing all our money then I’m not going to bust my ass learning anything about it.

Then Ambot would parrot back the Amway speak in an accusatory tone to me: “The dumb ass pompous sack of shit fucked up Platinum (OK so those are my words not Ambot’s!) says that you’re not coachable.”

So when did I ever claim that I was coachable?

Give me something fun or something I want to do and I can be “coachable”.

And right back at the Platinum - why bitch about someone not being coachable when they told you that the first day they met you? Lousy miserable troublemaking Amway bastard!

Amway speak: “You’re not coachable” is better translated “I can’t brainwash you.”

So take that you fucking excuse for a human being asshole Amway cult leader! You can’t brainwash us all!

IBOs Not Minding Their Own 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 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 fucking interfering bastards I’ll do it. In fact I’ll go out of my way to piss off you fucking 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 my 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 my 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 stalker from Scarborough Canada was at my blog a few days ago searching for information on Ganesh and Neha Shenoy divorce. I think that most of us who read Joecool’s blog already know that stalker 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.

Not Brainwashable

Not coachable = not brainwashable

I’m sure the pompous sack of shit Platinum had a ton of reasons he didn’t like me, mostly because I was such a rebel and disinterested in anything Amway.

He’d hold Amway meetings and say he only does business with people he likes. If he doesn’t like you he won’t do business with you.

Well I don’t like you, you pompous sack of shit, but I’ve obviously done a lousy job of getting that message through to your Amway drunken brain because you seem to be under the false impression that I want to do business with you.

So he would bitch about me to Ambot. He’d bitch about everything: the way I dress, the “other” makeup I wear, I refuse to mingle, my phone, my car, my dog, the books I read. You name it, he bitched about it. It all leads to one thing. He’d bitch about me not being “coachable”. Pompous asshole. I told you the day I met you that I had no interest in Amway, going to meetings, buying products, etc. And its a huge surprise to you that I’m not coachable?

Dumb ass!

I’m also not coachable when it comes to learning how to jump out of airplanes or becoming a lion trainer. If I have zero interest in something or something I deem to be dangerous (both qualities I attribute to Amway) then I’m not going to bust my ass learning anything about it.

Then Ambot would parrot back the Amway speak in an accusatory tone to me: “The dumb ass pompous sack of shit Platinum (OK so those are my words not his) says that you’re not coachable.”

So when did I ever claim that I was coachable?

And right back at the Platinum - why bitch about someone not being coachable when they told you that the first day they met you?

Amway speak. “You’re not coachable” is better translated “I can’t brainwash you.”