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MRK's avatar

When I was desperate for work, any work, I took an interview with a 'marketing firm' in southern Oakland Country (just north of Detroit). The interview went well, and it seemed like a decent place, so when they asked me to come back the next day and 'job shadow' one of their people, I agreed.

The next day I drove back to that place and three of us got in this woman's car. As she drove, she talked on and on about how much money she was earning. The whole time I'm staring at her passenger side mirror, hanging off her car by the cable that makes it adjustable with a button.

She drives us down to Six Mile and Gratiot, which at the time was not a particularly nice part of Detroit (haven't been recently, not sure if it's been cleaned up or not), hands us a catalogue, and we start walking north up Gratiot, trying to sell people the kind of shit you now buy on Temu. We're told not to ask if people want them, but how many they want. Coached in other high pressure sales tactics. After a while I tell the woman who drove us down that someone needs to get me back to my car, and I will not be taking this bullshit job.

And that's my MLM story.

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Carstonio's avatar

Evangelical mothers are extremely prominent in MLMs. That subculture frowns on women pursing careers where they’re authority figures or where they outearn their husbands. By selling Pampered Chef or Longaberger, they can achieve an illusion of independence while maintaining the mandated role of homemaker and mother. The companies are still exploiting the women, of course.

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