July 23, 2007 by Marj Hatzell
My sister joined a cult.
And by cult I mean a Direct Sales Makeup and Skin Care Company.
She is elated, of course, and has been wanting to do this for a few years. She has used their products for a while and loves using them and has decided to go to the dark side and begin selling it. Mmmkay? (See what I did there? Mkay? Get it? HAHAHAHHA! I slay me…)
Don’t get me wrong. I am supportive of her and wish her well. I want her to be successful because I know how much she wants it. I also want to be able to get stuff that suits me because I have been on a mission to take much better care of my skin and feel like I need to try something new. It’s just that I have this opinion (high or low, depending on how you look at it) about direct sales. They call it “relationship building” but I call it “creative marketing techniques.” They aren’t Number One in their industry for thirteen years for nothing. They know what they are doing.
So now my sweet, honest, perky sister has to learn to schmooze. They don’t call it schmoozing, it’s called “relationship building.” C’mon, DG, use the correct buzz words. I mean, the basic tenets of the company sounds great. God first, family second, career last, right? Isn’t that the way it is supposed to be? I know my sister wants to be that way. I know she wants to do this to help take care of her family and because she thinks it is a fun and girly thing to do. Plus, I’m pretty sure she wants a pink caddy but won’t admit it.
We (her sisters, sisters-in-law and mother-in-law, plus a few friends) went to her ribbon cutting ceremony yesterday. She was nervous but excited. It is all she currently talks about. She has braces and dance lessons to pay for and does not want to break the bank. I know she is up for the challenge and will work diligently at this. Besides, it was kinda fun putting makeup on my hand yesterday. I spent a little more than I thought I would (see? She’s good at it already and it wasn’t even her first official show, just her launch) but I am happy because I found things that seem like they will work for me. And the best part? Several hours with no children, no dog, no husband, no housework, no diapers to change, no mess to clean up. Just girl-talk, skin care, noshies and fun. I should do it more often.
And I will, September 10th…(Yup. Fished in already!)
PS – the really best part? Coming home to a nekkid child, who stripped the entire day, peed all over the yard, poo’d on the slide and dropped food all over my just-cleaned kitchen. It’s a good thing I had the afternoon to relax because I was, erm, GETTING IRISH when I arrived home and saw it.