a lady I used to work with sent me an e-vite to a mary kay party. in case you're new to this journal, my battle with middle class women and "selling you shit" parties has been a ongoing, troubling theme. I felt like they were bullshit, then I realized I was sure they were bullshit, and now I feel no shame in saying so. But it's taken years.
before we get to this though, can I express how inappropriate it is to give someone's e-mail address to e-vite? Or any other site, for that matter? Never type someone's e-mail address into any website. Ughrgh!
So I didn't respond, and Thursday at work she calls me. Mind you, this is not a friend of mine, she's never invited me to anything else, we haven't spoken since she had twins and left the office.
Her: I didn't hear back from you about the party Friday! Will you be joining us?
Me: No, I'm sorry, I'm not going to make it.
Her: Oh that's too bad! Do you have other plans?
Me: No, I sure don't. I just hate makeup. yeah, I could have lied to be polite. but why?
Her: (laughs nervously) Oh. Well it's not just makeup, there are lots of skincare products, a spa line, you might really enjoy it.
Me: You know, it's amazing, I'm not interested in any of that. Lotions. Soaps. I can't stand it at all. at this point, I'm doing my stepford wife impression because I think the irony is amusing.
Her: Well the holidays are coming up you know! Do you have any hard-to-shop-for people on your Christmas list?
Me, and at this point I cannot freaking believe we're still talking: I wouldn't buy the stuff for them either. In fact I can't think of a single thing that would motivate me to support any part of the idea of buying it.
Her: Okay, well, take care then I guess!
Me: Well you too! Thanks for calling!
I know you're thinking that this conversation was over-dramatized for the internet. It's not. This is exactly what I said, and exactly how long it took her to leave me the frack alone. I think I'm going to start my own line of hostess gifts... big ceramic middle fingers you can send to people when you're tired of buying all their crap. Lotions? Seriously? It's amazing how pleasantly moisturized I feel with the stuff that's $2.50 from Target. But she just kept asking questions! Whyyyy!
before we get to this though, can I express how inappropriate it is to give someone's e-mail address to e-vite? Or any other site, for that matter? Never type someone's e-mail address into any website. Ughrgh!
So I didn't respond, and Thursday at work she calls me. Mind you, this is not a friend of mine, she's never invited me to anything else, we haven't spoken since she had twins and left the office.
Her: I didn't hear back from you about the party Friday! Will you be joining us?
Me: No, I'm sorry, I'm not going to make it.
Her: Oh that's too bad! Do you have other plans?
Me: No, I sure don't. I just hate makeup. yeah, I could have lied to be polite. but why?
Her: (laughs nervously) Oh. Well it's not just makeup, there are lots of skincare products, a spa line, you might really enjoy it.
Me: You know, it's amazing, I'm not interested in any of that. Lotions. Soaps. I can't stand it at all. at this point, I'm doing my stepford wife impression because I think the irony is amusing.
Her: Well the holidays are coming up you know! Do you have any hard-to-shop-for people on your Christmas list?
Me, and at this point I cannot freaking believe we're still talking: I wouldn't buy the stuff for them either. In fact I can't think of a single thing that would motivate me to support any part of the idea of buying it.
Her: Okay, well, take care then I guess!
Me: Well you too! Thanks for calling!
I know you're thinking that this conversation was over-dramatized for the internet. It's not. This is exactly what I said, and exactly how long it took her to leave me the frack alone. I think I'm going to start my own line of hostess gifts... big ceramic middle fingers you can send to people when you're tired of buying all their crap. Lotions? Seriously? It's amazing how pleasantly moisturized I feel with the stuff that's $2.50 from Target. But she just kept asking questions! Whyyyy!


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Mommy groups are the worst. And I can't tell you how many times I've been asked... "So, do you sell anything?" like just because I am a SAHM I must have some product to sell. It's kind of amusing.
Kids pushing subscriptions to Grits or Reader's Digest,
Everybody selling Amway* crap,
All forms of multilevel marketing are scams.
*Oh apparently they're now known as "Quixtar" in the US, to dodge the reputation of their old name.
Dick-head Devos tried running for Governor of Michigan. Got stomped.
Thank god (and I'm not really into god...)
Amy
2) Mary Kay is a cult...it has to be.
hey, I may not always talk about the deepest most intellectual issues, but at least I update my lj more than once a month :) *poke*
i love reading everything you write, actually- i bookmarked that entry about weddings because it articulated a lot of how i feel about them. i'm just careful with what i say here sometimes.
and yeah, my journal is in some disrepair... too much like the rest of my life, unfortunately :p i should do something about all that soon.
you write good entries, when you write! a little vague all the time but the language is interesting. at least you're still here checking in, points for that.
If I could only think of a way to make that profitable some how - or make it so that it at least breaks even - I'd so do that.
I swear one of them was trying to sell a tiny bottle of what was basically mint lube for $20 or so. The same sort of stuff where you can pick up a bottle four times as large at any drug store for about $5.
If you want empowering it's hard to do much better than Good Vibrations though. While the web site is nice the store is especially great and they tend to be very involved in the community along with running a ton of different workshops, classes, and lectures.