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 too 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 fucking 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!