Almost as soon as we signed up with Amway, the conceited jerk who sponsored us insisted that we immediately begin hosting functions at our home. Invite others to become Amway Independent Business Owners (IBOs) or to purchase items from us.
Because we'd previously gone down the Amway rabbit hole, I didn't want to trick anyone into signing up for Amway knowing they'd be out of pocket. I didn't want to buy any of the crappy, pricey Amway things myself, let alone try to persuade anyone else to buy the stuff that I thought was so great. In order to have a "event" at our house, the upline bastards continued to ride Ambot's backside, and it wasn't long before Ambot announced that we would be hosting an afternoon tea social at our house on the date he had picked for himself. Someone upline has a cosmetics kit full of Artistry products that we can "rent" for the afternoon, and the arrogant prick's wife will be present to assist with the application of the beauty set. Ambot has arranged for a selection of Amway goods that he hasn't already supplied the house with to be delivered to us so that we can try them out. Afterwards, Ambot would like me to encourage as many women as I know to come and try out the makeup products.
Out of over 50 invitations, just two people showed up, and one of them made a purchase.
IBO training began when Ambot's friend arrived and signed up to be an IBO. For him, it was sufficient if Ambot had been admitted. The fact that this was our only downline led to him quitting and getting his money back a couple of weeks later after someone in his upline called him to chastise him for missing a meeting.
The conceited sack of shit Platinum, accompanied by his wife and two teenagers, arrived at the venue. The sack of shit made a big deal out of the fact that he doesn't generally attend events like this. Yeah, but who invited you in the first place, asshole? Oh, I think Ambot did it because he likes you, which is understandable. He and his wife must have been bored to death by the bag of shit's kid and daughter. While you reach that age, you don't always want to spend time with your parents, especially when they are away. They made their way into our backyard to engage in some fetch with the dog.
Lastly, I'll say something complimentary. (Or perhaps it's all part of the Amway act when they're out in public.) The Platinum's wife and teenagers are beautiful, decent people. After hearing to him rage at Amway meetings where he all but called his future wife a whore before meeting her and changing her, I feel sorry for them for having to put up with that asshole.
After that, everyone praised Ambot for the excellent job he had done, noting that one individual had purchased things and that he had signed up one new IBO as a result of his efforts.
And that was as good as it got for the rest of the night.
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