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Day
Four
Tamara
came over today, since the kids seemed back to normal. Once we sat down
with our coffee, I started asking my questions. She started telling all
about her business, how much fun it was, and how I would love to join
her. I then told her that I wasn't interested in Plastiques, but in a
similar kind of business, and boy, did she get miffed at me! I probably
shouldn't have told her that right away. I got the distinct impression
that she didn't want to help me if I wasn't going to be in her "downline",
which is a fancy way of saying those people who sign up under her when
they join the business. I can't believe how she clammed up though. I thought
we were friends, and I know if I was in her shoes, I'd want to help her
all that I could. You would think she was protecting trade secrets or
something. We only did general chitchat after that, and she made an excuse
to leave. Then I wondered if maybe she only agreed to come over for a
playdate with the kids because she was trying to recruit me for her business,
which makes me mad too! I don't know what it was, but whatever it was,
I was not impressed.
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