There are two kinds of people in the world: those that send you a birth announcement with a catalog and order form from their multi-tiered pyramid business, and those who do not. I would just like to meet more of the “do nots.”
I am beginning to think the world is not round, but in fact, muti-tiered instead. I don’t know how many friends I have left that are not trying to sell me Arbonne, Tupperware, kitchenware or some high-potency energy drink and vitamins. I am starting to wonder if they truly see me as a friend or a potential tier on their great big pyramid.
Almost every stay-at-home mom I come across sells some product earning her promotions and free items. For once, I would like to walk into a mommy group where moms do anything but belong to a pyramid scheme. I am afraid to even get close, not knowing if I am the next potential victim tier.
It is happening across the globe (the multi-tiered globe). Even my own family members are trying to sell to me. Just for the record, I am not biased, just victimized more times than I can count on both hands and feet. For once, I would like to know that I am befriended for reasons other than being a potential money-making friend. I am not perfect, but I make a better friend than a salesperson, trust me. And it is not saying that I am such a great friend, rather just a poor salesperson.
Even when I was single I was approached. Maybe there was a sign taped to my back that read instead of “kick me,” “mutli-tier me!” that I was unaware of. But, whoever put it there…haha, it is not funny.
I must have even had this sign on my back when I met a guy one lonely single night at a bar in Beverly Hills. (If I knew then what I know now, I would have realized that meeting a man at a bar was probably not a man that I would want to date, anyway.) But, of course, I gave him my number- he was handsome (in the dim lighting and after a few sips of my drink); what else do you need to know when you are single. We agreed to meet for drinks at a hotel in the east valley the next night. In the lobby, of course. (Why I agreed to meet at a hotel, I am not quite sure, but know it had something to do with being single, young and out of my mind.)
I showed up at the lobby and there he was along with the rest of the “Pre-Paid Legal” scheme convention. And yes, he was part of it. I thought we were meeting for a date, but apparently so did the two other girls that showed up right behind me for their date as well. Of course I left soon after, realizing that he had brought us there to join in the pyramid scheme. Pre-paid legal services? What will they think of next? Pre-paid music services? I would probably sign up for that one, though. Maybe I will even start my own pyramid scheme. You never know when you could use a live band. But, I am getting off topic here…
I have come to the realization that I have MTSD (Multi-tiered Stress Disorder).
When I received my friend’s birth announcement with her mulit-tiered catalog attached, I had no clue how to respond. “Hey, congrats on your baby and I will take two stock pots and a seller’s home starter kit.” Maybe it is just me and I haven’t joined the new movement of BAHM (Bored-at-Home Moms).
Now I would just like to meet more moms who don’t sell multi-tiered products. I have no problem with mothers that sell things, just not when it involves sabotaging friendships, or friendships under false pretenses.
Business and friendship truly do not mix. If I am ever looking for a place on a tier, I will let you know. But right now…I’m just looking for more mommy friends…tierless ones.