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September 18, 2003
The Trouble With Quixtar: 3
By QBlog in
Because blogs are inherently conversational and generally informal I thought it might be fun for me to take a few days to work out some of my issues with Quixtar right here, in this public space. Some posts may not make a lot of sense on their own but I hope that as a collection these posts will all tie together to accurately describe what I call "The Trouble With Quixtar."
To keep things organized I'm titling each related entry The Trouble With Quixtar and then numbering them sequentially. Also, please understand that this is a personal effort for me to fully comprehend why I am unable to embrace Quixtar, or any MLM business. This is my personal struggle with Quixtar. > 2 <
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Another dinner interrupted by those annoying tele-marketers. After saying "no" a dozen times I hang up ready to resume my evening meal.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Who could that be at this hour? Are we expecting someone? Some stranger on my doorstep wants to sell me something. He's talking so fast that I can't be sure of what he's selling but I think it's some sort of cleaner... or maybe a vacuum? Who knows. I manage a weary smile and shake my head, muttering "no" a few times before I instinctively call out "Thank You!" as the front door closes.
Finally, dinner sans interruptions.
Now to put on some Jazz, sit on the comfy couch and check emails. Wow, a lot of emails tonight. Hmmmm... "Interesting Business Proposal" ... delete.
"My Hot Wife" ... delete.
"Prescription Weight Loss" ... delete.
"Inkjet Cartridges" ... delete.
I delete for 10 minutes and realize that I only received 2 real emails buried underneath all that SPAM. I hate SPAMMERS. I really hate them. I don't have the solution to spam but I want them to stop SPAMMING.
Before bed I pick up all of the mail. Just like the email there is more junk than actual mail. Most of it goes directly into the trash. Yet there are a couple of pieces of mail that look sort of important so I decide to investigate before immediately tossing them. Of course my skepticism proves correct and upon opening the mail i discover that it's nothing more than some home equity loan and a work at home offer. Trash. Now I'm off to bed.
Good night.