I was at a point in my life where everything was negative. Had been without a job for over a year, no money in my pocket, no where to live, a bunch of negativity and drama in my life.

I went to visit a friend who had previously been a mag agent for five years. We began talking about the downward spiral my life was taking and I told her I just needed a job, needed to get out of Ohio. She began telling me about Mag Crew. I told her I was interested and ready. That exact moment she emailed her previous manager and he called me within minutes. Within the next 48 hours I was on a bus headed to New York City.

From the moment I landed I was scared, had never previously been out of Ohio and arrived in Time Square at 5:45 am, it was a culture shock. My manager, by phone, told me to walk to Penn Station and catch the train to Deer Park, where he would pick me up. I was alone, with a lot of luggage, unfamiliar and terrified. However, I made it to the Penn Station, to Deer Park and to my managers car.

As soon as I got in the car, he handed me a joint, I took it, we smoked it and he began telling me about the job. When I started I was very shy, very inverted. When I began making sales, my spill contained a lot of truth about me and how this was helping me to get over my shyness and fears of talking to people. None of the Jones' ever believed I was shy when beginning the 'contest'.

Before I started writing business, my manager told me that he usually has to break down a female agent and maker her cry. I laughed this off, I told him I'm a pretty tough cookie and good luck with that. Two days later, I had one sale on the day. When I entered the office to check in, he already knew, asked me what I had and I told him. He started tearing into me before I could tell him that tomorrow would be different (this is my first week on the job). He began by saying he was a Mag Crew manager for many reasons, beginning with the fact that he has no kids and no girlfriend/wife because he takes care of no bitches and he wasn't going to start with me. Following that he said, maybe this job wasn't for me and threatened me with a discontinuance, as well as reminding me he is the only man I should fear and closed with telling me that D (another kid on my crew) had more sales on the day than me and he has an IQ of 68.

So after insulting me to the fullest extent he told me to get out. All the while you have to smile or you get hit harder with the insults. He broke me down this night I cried like I had never cried before. The next day I had my high day, with $238 in production. My manager praised me like I was a god, instantly brainwashing me to always write business. The day after I had my new high day, doubled my sales and had $307 in production and a new high drop.

I had good days and bad days. When good, you are praised, you call the shots, when bad, you are treated like dirt, you don't get lunch.

After 30 days I told my manager I was ready to go home, I initially told him on a Sunday because that was our only day off. He was no where to be found, I told him I absolutely needed to talk to him before Monday morning. Monday morning, ten minutes before having to start work, he got back to the hotel. I told him I was ready to go back home, again. (He talked me out of it the first time) He tried talking me out of it a second time but I was set, I did not like the way everything was based around sales, their motivation techniques were..intense and I don't find confort in being treated like shit. Money is not everything, where I came from and on Mag Crew, money rules everything.

Manager dropped me off at a bus station, without a ticket, without a discontinuance, and a station, none the less, that closed at 9 pm. This happened in Colorado Springs, also where I knew not a sole. I did not get a bus ticket until 24 hours later. I had to ask someone I had met to spend the night so I didn't have to sleep outside the bus station. Thankfully the man I met did not rape and kill me, but actually let me sleep and drove me back to the bus station the next morning.

My manager finally bought my ticket, later informing me that he wanted me to sit there and change my mind about leaving. Little did he know, his treatment made me even more determined to get home.

Mag Crew did teach me to break my shell, initiate and hold a conversatiton and get what I want. I did have fun, and I did see some very neat things/places. But overall, I recommend staying home. I will never refer a friend like my "friend" did.