When you have to attend an Amway meeting on a given night, it's terrible enough, but the worst of the worst is that there are generally numerous meetings scheduled for the evening, and some ambots have the misfortune of having to go to them all. The first is a "pre-meeting" with the Platinum, but only if you've made an appointment with him and if the fucker thinks you're deserving of his time and consideration. This appointment might take place between 5 p.m. and 7 p.m. and last anywhere from 15 to 30 minutes or longer. This is frequently held in a coffee shop, where the interfering bastard demands to see a budget, a phone list, or to ride everyone's backsides for not bringing prospects to meetings and for not having enough clients to sell them anything. If we were "fortunate" enough to be given the first appointment, we were supposed to purchase a coffee and snack for the Platinum. Even if we weren't the first to arrive, the Platinum would occasionally turn to Ambot and request that he bring him a burger. There was no money exchanged, and Ambot, of course, sprung into action because the cult leader had massaged his ego by referring to him as a server. That's correct in more ways than one!
The board of directors' meeting was either held at the home of the cult leader or at the home of another member of our lineage. They began at 8 p.m. local time.
At 8 p.m., there are better things I could be doing, such as watching some good television shows that are on at that time. Ambot used to put me to the test by asking, "How can watching television make me any money?" At the very least, we weren't wasting our money by staying at home and watching television! Time and money squandered at Amway meetings are not the same thing!
The conceited pile of shite. Platinum is a huge fan of the sound of his voice. In the first hour, he would give the same old bullshit stories, mostly about himself and how wonderful a cult leader he is, or he would talk about something that was now happening in the news. Mostly ranting and screaming, with a healthy dose of religious fervour tossed in for good measure.
It may take him an hour or more to finally admit his guilt and speak the dreaded Amway phrase. When he was asked to present the Amway business plan, he would use a whiteboard and flash cards. Consume, consume, and duplicate. Find like-minded individuals and train them to do the same. If you can find enough individuals to work for you, you can earn $300,000 per year.
It takes him three hours to complete the board plan because he keeps getting sidetracked and going out on various rants, most of which are about something unpleasant that is happening in the news. The sack of excrement gets a kick out of spreading negativity and scaring his ambots into compliance.
I was eager to return home before I even got to the airport. As soon as it gets dark, I just want to get the heck out of here. Please return home. Go to a bar and have a good time. Go to Denny's for breakfast. I'd rather be anywhere but here, listening to this piece of garbage!
The cult leader then finally takes a well-deserved rest. Yay! We are free to return home. Then there's the terror! It ain't over yet, people! Anyone who is not a "serious business builder" or who has brought visitors is welcome to leave the event. Everyone else, including us sad bastards, is stuck for round 2, or possibly round 3 if you were unfortunate enough to be a part of the pre-meeting nonsense. Ambot will occasionally be able to snag a ride home with someone else and will urge me to go home. 'Yee hoo!' I said. I'm not going to remain around in case Ambot or the cult leader decides to reverse their collective brainwashing.
I've remained for far too many late-night classes in the past. These meetings will go for another hour or two after that. It is very common for Amway cult gatherings to go on long beyond midnight on Saturday and Sunday. When cult members are exhausted, it is much simpler to brainwash them into submission. Now is the time when the conceited sack of shit criticises the way others dress, the car they drive, their hairstyle, the people with whom they associate, and so on. He primarily attacks the group for failing to sponsor anyone or bring prospects to meetings. His downline movers and shakers will be highlighted, and he'll sing their praises for the duration of the meeting, gushing about how they're the ones who are going Platinum and Diamond. That's not the case! Including him, who is a fucking jerk!
There will be no instruction. There is no business advice. There are a lot of rants. That encapsulates what individuals are really doing late at night at Amway meetings, according to the participants.
You're being indoctrinated!
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