Not coachable = not brainwashable
Unfuckwithable – look it up on urban dictionary or somewhere else. I like this one: When you’re truly at peace and in touch with yourself, and nothing anyone says or does bothers you, and no negativity or drama can touch you.
The above is what being in Amway was like for me. I also like this definition: An individual who cannot and will not be fucked with. This individual is usually unstoppable and is never threatened by anyone.
That’s kind of like what this blog is like. Time after time an outraged Amway ambot leaves a comment screeching at us to stop writing this blog. You Amway assholes unhappy its so high in the search engines for just about everything one could look for when it comes to what being in Amway is really like. Tough shit assholes! The blog keeps going no matter how many of you fucking Amway assholes show up here screeching your negativity. I’ve dealt with bigger fucking assholes in Amway than you. Got that? There’s bigger fucking Amway demons out there than you and I’ve faced down the evil and made them outraged when they figured out they couldn’t fuck with me. Your Amway negativity and drama doesn’t touch me. Go spread that shit on people whose lives you want to make miserable. I’m unfuckwithable!
Besides being unfuckwithable 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 and love bomb with Ambots, 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?
Fucking dumb ass Amway loser! Fuck you!
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? Dumb fuck!
Amway speak. “You’re not coachable” is better translated “I can’t brainwash you.”
Unfuckwithable.
You Amway assholes fucked with the wrong person.