I thought I’ve told this story before here but I’ll be danged if I can find it.
Background
In the early 80’s, when Michigan’s economy was in the crapper ( hey, just like it is now.) My inlaws were on the verge of losing their house. The found Amway, got involved with it and through hustle and hardwork, were able to keep things together until my FIL’s business (brick masonry) picked up. Earned enough money to even get a cadillac. By the time I met them in the late 80’s, they weren’t as active.
They are still Distributors today, but only so they can get the deals on the few things they really like.
You.do.not.besmirch.the.name.of.Amway at their house.
Holy crap, it is the first Sin thou must not commit. The second is don’t go into the Frig without asking too. been married 15 years. Gotta ask to raid the frig.
My husband, who is the most level headed- nee frankenstein- kinda guy I know, gets very defensive about Amway is a Pyramid Scam talk too.
Story One
When we were dating, Mr. Ujest told me how he was over on that side of Michigan where Amway was based out of. Grand Rapids areaish. He (and a buddy.) went to the headquarters and in a room there was a hanging portrait of the founders of Amway.
With kneelers in front of the pictures.
“So you can pray to them.” says the future father of my children in such an earnest tone.
I looked at him like :dubious: and said something like, " Hey, I heard you can do the similar thing at Disney*. Kneel and pray in front of pictures of Walt."
He looked at me like :dubious:, " Why would anyone pray to Walt Disney?"
“Why would anyone pray to a DeVos?”
*It could have been Disney as an example. Mighta been Henry Ford . Doesn’t matter. It was just so stupid.
Amway Grand Hotel in Grand Rapids, however, is suppose to be very nice.
Second Story A few years later, before we are engaged.
We were eating at a restaurant with Mr. Ujest’s BFF. His homies. The Original Homies. And storytelling started. ALOT of story telling and Mr. Ujest had taken this time to monopolize all the oxygen to hear himself speak. He is much better now.
His friends, having been down this dusty road before, had all slumped into
a kinda-listening-sorta-stupor moment. As one story that didn’t finish bled into the next, I interupted him very rudely, " What does THIS new story have to do with THAT one you never finished!!!" I had heard all the stories by this time and was up to HERE with story telling.
He politely informed me that what I just did was rude. His BFF’s suddenly perked up at this and were interested in a decent show before their eyes. We vollied back and forth regarding incessant story telling vs. Rudeness. Somehow my being rude and stopping the story telling was greater than his insufferable, unending storytelling. Naturally, I disagreed. His friends turned into Switzerland, the bastards.
I was going to lose because Mr. Ujest is the most infuriatingly patient man in an argument and I don’t care who you are, you could be GHANDI, for fucksake, and he will win against GHANDI because he has this knack for turning the conversation into discussing (in the nicest terms possible) against *you *and somehow it is all about your character faults. In the nicest way. Where you will end up feeling guilty about being born. ( It’s taken me nearly 20 years to fully grasp this. The bastard! He would have made an excellent nun.
So, realizing that I am going to lose. If you cannot win, heckle your opponent.
I just dropped THE CONVERSATIONAL A BOMB . Lobbed it right in, completely unrelated to the entire conversation.
“Amway is a pyramid scheme.”
In all my years of knowing him, it is the only time I have ever seen Mr. Ujest fully lose his temper. “IT.IS.NOT!”
(His BFF just about fell off their chairs in laughter over my tactic and I sat there gleefully smiling at my victory over a successful heckle.)
And, to this day, if I want to really irritate him for being so irritating, I just throw that line at him. The effect is not as strong. I usually get a testosterone grunt out of him, but I could use flow charts to show him what a pile of rubbish Amway is, and he still is that faithful to it.
Story Three
Dick DeVos, republican (head of Amway) ran against Jennifer Granholm (democratic.) for being the Govenor of the state of Michigan.
Mr. Ujest would edumacate me on what the opponents stood for. I care zero about politics, he cares deeply about it all because he thinks his vote matters.
His line of thinking was DeVos is a businessman and he will run the state like a business, bringing in Money and such. He is a millionaire several times over.
Granholm is a Democrat and a lawyer and therefore will just fling money wildly into the wind.
We had a tense minute argument over the matter. While watching the Governor’s debate. DeVos was very wooden. Very flat. You could see his entire life was spent being in the board room being listen too because he held the purse strings.
Granholm was a prosecuting attorney and knew how to actually talk. Came across very personably and intelligent. She also dropped in little bon mots into her part about Amway, which was wonderfully delicious.
Somehow our very tiny argument over the matter came about with my husband saying something like, " But he knows how to run a bajillion dollar company!"
I retorted, " That he INHERITED from his DADDY! Granholm had to crawl through the mire to get to top."
I didn’t vote for either due to I hate Amway and I cannot stand lawyers.
Those are my Amway stories.