Ok so I was a dumb 18 year old kid getting in a lot of trouble trying to find a way to "escape".
Well that dream came true with a knock on the door and a nice, young, cute girl came talking about Cancun and 1000 bucks and all I had to do was buy a magazine to help out. Well, no money so i couldn't buy it, but she did offer me a job which i thought was pretty weird. All I had to do was walk around all day and sell magazines door-to-door and I would get paid cash everynight and a constant party. Now a person at the age of 18 thinks this is an awesome idea so I took the job. Little did I know I was in for a ride.
My first day I walked around with this guy named Antonio and showed me the ways of "speiling" people into buying a magazine and all I needed to have was a winning attitude. I did that for about 2 weeks then finally got out on my own. Now I am not going to lie i wasn't good at this at all but for some reason they had mad faith in me that I could do better. Well now I know why they wanted to keep me around.
You are basically the managers slave. Just so he doesn't have to go out and sell, he hires random people to make money for him promising so many things and never recieving a thing. I turned into a drug addict with crack/cocaine because I was once again sales talked into buying it everytime because "it was what wealthy people do".
I now have warrants in several states and it has ruined my life but then again bettered it. I would not recommened anyone to do anything door-to-door unless you know it is a legitament company. It was a learning experince that changed my life around completly.
One reason why I believe in God is because one day I got a call from my mother explaining to me I have court here in Indiana and that I need to come home for court. Well see I am well into this crack ordeal that I was considering skipping court and just getting a warrant. Well that changed becuase that day I went out like usual sold about 5 magazines and was promised a new outfit and new shoes, didn't get it. Once again a promise that was made just so I could make someone else richer. So that night I packed my bags and left on a bus back to Indiana. I traveled the whole northeast in 3 months ripping off tons of Americans so I could make a petty amount everynight for drugs and food. I havent heard from the owner or company and hope to never hear from them again.