# NETWORK DEFAULT, or how I tried to become a networker

Here sometimes it happens: you have a business proposal. Well, it’s not selling cement, of course, but, for example, doing network business. And you think: Lord, I’ll gather a bunch of people to my team. Look at Marinka is not work, but it is not clear what: plows like a horse, an engineer at the factory, gets a penny. And Oleg, as a teacher at the university, works, seems to earn money normally, state contracts and science, but he doesn’t stay at home for days, his wife only sees him in photographs. But Ritka has been working as a secretary for 8 years for 12 thousand rubles: the chief is a moron, he needs a head, judging by her words, to have it. She herself whines forever that there is not enough money. In short, there are such stories in my zashnik - the sea, and people, respectively, too. All the guys are smart, they will agree, and our affairs will go uphill.

This is what I thought when I read posts on social networks: today about monsters of network marketing - employees of the Energy Diet company that sells cocktails for proper nutrition and others like them - and probably only lazy people have not heard their Mercedes. And here they are all so all year round - at sea, all so tanned in their Thailand, Emirates and Singapore. And with a leg in the frame - et, and with a pen - et! And they have only Crystal champagne, and crab cutlets, and LV handbags. Well, straight "Barvikha Luhari Village."

Actually, I’m a vile person, I’m still a skeptic, but this was a special case: Mercedes C class - a large and silver, a very decent income and, of course, one friend of mine, Natalya, earned honest work. Therefore, I knew for sure - everything is honest here. I called her, I say, I want a lot of money and work for you, and went with her to meet at the company office.

I came, looked around: an office in the center of the city, different people hanging out in it. From plump aunts with blue shades and sweatshirts with Lurex and fussy peasants in olympic jackets to representatives of a fairly wealthy stratum of society, equipped with the appropriate attributes: fresh “iPhones” and tablets of the same company, manicure, a healthy complexion and shining hair. In general, as a result of the presentation, I realized that the product is good, the business scheme is transparent, with active work, the income is visible in the foreseeable future.

The main principle of work is to invite people to your team who, in turn, will call others, those who will call someone else, and a big strong structure will be built up in which each member will earn. Of course, I am the most. Well, as a responsible person, I immediately began to write and call everyone: they say so and so, guys, here, let's work together. And here it was and the scythe on the stone.

Of course, they warned me: they say that many people will refuse, do not worry. Many, yeah. EVERYTHING! All refused as one. All my friends are close and not very successful and not, all my friends, acquaintances and former colleagues preferred to stay away from the network business. Threw, simply put.

Now a digression, because I feel that the question is already ripening in your head: why did I suddenly run into a network? What am I doing, that I’ve gotten to such a life?

My personal relationship with work has always evolved out of the box. Being a representative of the creative profession - a journalist - I first worked conscientiously in a newspaper for a whole year. Then she went to a more promising place - to the press service of the university. Two years later, she moved to another institute, where she herself headed the same press service. And after a couple of years I realized that everything. The end. I can no longer and do not want to get up at 7 a.m. 5 days a week, sit from 9 to 6 p.m. in the workplace, regardless of whether I have something to work on, get my sad salary and generally not see the light of white. Crazy, in general.And then my man said - quit, huh! And I decided - well, what am I, stupid woman, I will argue? And quit, left for free bread.

Now I am a freelance journalist, as well as an art director of one institution. My work is two days a week, plus the meetings that I schedule myself. As the heroine of the old Soviet film said, I want halva for him - I want gingerbread cookies! But it was from the abundance of free time and the desire to spend it with greater benefit that I came to the network.

And to be honest, what struck me most was not the fact that the people I wrote to were skeptical about the network. They think that they will need to go with checkered trunks to offices, from which they will be driven by a filthy broom. That they will have to invest all their savings in the goods. That this is a pyramid that will collapse anyway (I quote: “Like MMM, it seems like our husband’s sister’s brother burned on it, I don’t remember exactly, but there was something similar there ...”). This is all, of course, also nonsense - but this is not about that.

I was deeply surprised by the fact that I wrote to people, most of whom have been working in the same place for many years, with the same not very large salary, in spite of inflation and the crisis, who always complain that they lack money , live on credit, if you're lucky - once a year they see the sea, pay a mortgage, the end of which is not visible. They all KNOW ME personally, and must understand that I would not offer them, for example, Herbalife (by the way, I have nothing against it). I offered them a profitable partnership, knowing that in this particular company you can earn a lot, work on a free schedule, don’t deny yourself anything, and in response I received standard answers: “Networking is not mine”, “Networking is pyramid ”,“ I don’t want to do this, I wish good luck ”,“ I don’t deal with children's projects. ” A quarter of the people did not answer me AT ALL - like who they are and who I am with my sad network marketing.

I can directly imagine how they thought - God, Anka, Anka - has come to! I would sit in my office. So what, that 20 thousand re, but stability. And everything is like people.

I really don’t understand: why are people so closed and unable to look around? Why are they blindly following public opinion - such as, well, the network is considered nonsense and scam? People will not say in vain. Why are they content with what they have - although they feel bad and they do not hide it? Why do they all, knowing me, still not believe me and believe that I was enslaved by networkers and all this will end badly?

Well, God be with him, with the network. They don’t want - do not. But most of the people I know have been working in the same place for many years. They complain about rising prices and lack of money, take loans for things and housing and do not even want to try to get rid of this hopelessness: quit, get a new profession, move, I don’t know. And they look at me askance - they say, but what, you officially do not work anywhere? “Wow, what are you doing two days a week?” Exactly, some sort of sharaga. What about the pension? What about sick leave? And the decree? !! "

People, do you really hope that the pension will help you? My parents are doctors, people with higher education, they worked all their lives, they were excellent specialists, by the way - they have a pension of 14 thousand rubles. And this is not the worst option, to be honest. Yes, I will not be surprised that until my old age the retirement age will increase by another ten years, and I simply will not survive until my legal pension.

Reprimanded a bit, in general. Networked until I went uphill. It is necessary to consider, comprehend. Digest. And then maybe, really - did not live well - there is nothing to begin.

In general, I hid a little. I'm waiting.

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Article updated: 06/08/2016

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