(Thank you, Dick, for sharing your experience!)
I recall one year, while we were heading down to a huge function, we stopped for gas.
My wife and I were there, as well as another couple from our downline, and a single person.
one of the guys in our downline (all of whom were friends of ours prior to the amway scam and
Even to this day, they are still friends). My wife's wheelchair had recently been replaced.
replaces the car with a brand new van One of those Ford Wind-stars or anything similar.
Something-Star. No idea what the specific model was called, but it was fantastic.
Luxurious, comfortable, cushioned, spacious... The perfect companion for a road trip. As a result, I
It was proposed that we all go down at the same time. As previously stated, we were buddies.
It wouldn't be the same as driving for hours with a bunch of people who were making fun of you.
us in an unpleasant position Essentially, we could all be ourselves and enjoy the experience.
Ride, stop for food, take in some sights, and so on. We were compelled to go by the wives.
Have a good time because they weren't interested in the whole Amway fraud — they just wanted to have a good time.
We were just being nice wives and going along with the programme.
So. It's a scorching summer day, scorching hotter than usual. We live in Canada and speak English.
driving across the border into the United States So, just like any other NORMAL human being would do on a typical day,
We were all dressed in shorts, tank tops, and sandals, and it was just like that. You
know-how to dress for the beach The a/c was blazing, the van was freezing, and we were in a hurry.
We were all quite comfortable.
When we arrive at the Canada/United States border, what do we see? Ambots
everywhere!!!! Hahahahaha.
Now, one of the reasons I enjoy reading your blog so much is that I have a similar one of my own.
I can see some of the things you describe in my head, and I'm genuinely intrigued by them.
the finer points I recall reading your blog piece about the clunker brigade a while back.
lol. I don't believe the border officers had ever seen anything quite like it.
collection of oil leaking, black smoke billowing, clackering, clikering, clackering,
At one point, there were rusty 17-year-old Corollas and Civics on the road... EVER.
So we head over to one particular sub-sub-compact shitbox that appears to be a good fit.
like this ———— and we see five, count 'em, FIVE, ambots, all dressed in their finest.
because of their nice Italian clothes purchased from Walmart (lololol). They are dressed in their
They were in full gear, with ties tied all the way up to their necks, effectively choking them. Now
Keep in mind that the temperature is 32 degrees Celsius (89 degrees Fahrenheit) and that the sun is shining.
With the humidity added in, the temperature is likely to be closer to 120 degrees. In addition to judging
based on the amount of sweat (I'd say perspiration, but believe me, this is a lot of sweat)
Their beautiful outfits were cooled by the air conditioning (which was SWEAT), and they looked great.
The automobile was not in operating order.
owing to the large number of serious business persons who are all crossing the border
We were at a standstill for a short period of time about the same time. We didn't do it.
It wouldn't bother us too much because it would offer us an opportunity to stretch our legs as we travelled.
I slowly made my way up to the border guard station.
So.... the unmarried guy in my downline emerges from our extremely chilly van.
(We'll refer to him as Bill.) In the same way that the majority of my downline and myself were, Bill was
entering the business as a business (until we realised it was impossible to make money)
Money) but couldn't stand the suffocating smell of the ambots in the first place. And
This particular gentleman was a touch rough around the edges, but a good guy nonetheless.
Regardless, he is a human. So imagine the following...
Bill has just gotten out of bed, he scratches his head, and yawns in a genuine way.
Looks over at that car in an obnoxious manner — kind of loudly and rudely, to be honest.
looked at us from a position parallel to us and realised they were a bunch of ambots
they yell as they gaze at them again, closer, and again — "What the fuck is going on?
What's up with yer ga-eeezzz?!?!?!?!?!
This is freaking boiling!!!!!!!!!!!!" Consider the following scenario:
The look on the ambots' faces was one of complete dread. They were completely taken aback and looked around.
Bill was scratching himself in his briefs when I saw him, and I quickly glanced forward.
in fear of being caught
My married friend and I, who are under the full protection of the new administration
They were both laughing so hard that I couldn't see them through the van's dark, factory-tinted windows.
I had to keep my private bits under wraps for fear of urinating myself. I didn't do it.
I didn't recognise any of the ambots in that particular car, but I was intrigued anyway.
I was confident that at some point, we'd show up to a local event in that car.
We'd see a specific van and run into them, and someone would know them.
That it had been us on that particular day... but I couldn't care less— I couldn't.
Please, no more laughter.
With the five of them in the car, it was undoubtedly 150 degrees, and you couldn't see a thing.
You know how polyester behaves when it comes to humidity... Hahahaha. They were baking in the oven.
There was no doubt about it, but they most likely attributed it to the fact that they were there.
We were enthused, enthused, enthused!!!! Yuk!!
I questioned the girls as to how in the world someone could dress that manner on a day like today.
in this manner, and then cram into a car and drive for several hours
My wife's point of view....
These cretinous cretins are driving down there in such clothing for no reason.
The pair hasn't brought any additional clothing with them. They don't have anything.
The objective is to pay for a hotel room. Whenever there is downtime (for example, 1:00am),
From 8:00 a.m. until 8:00 a.m., they're going to hang out at a 24-hour Starbucks, simply waiting.
for the function to be able to commence. Why should you pay for housing when you may stay at home?
could stand around all night as to not wrinkle your suit!!
She was probably right.
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