Not For Me, Thank You

i had dinner with my friend lynne tonight, who had emailed that she was doing a new part-time venture. i had a feeling it was selling candles, pampered chef, make-up, or tuppeware. as it happens, she's selling arbonne skin care. and i listened to her sales pitch, as she's only been at it for a week while holding down her full-time job as a sales manager at a sheraton hotel.

now, if you know me, i'm a no muss, no fuss kinda gal. my idea of makeup? vaseline on my lips. that's it. it's embarrassing how low-maintenance i am. i've tried at various times to use foundation, lipstick, mascara, etc., but it ends up taking me too much time, i'm lazy, usually running late to get to work early (i'm nuts, let's just move on), it all wears off by the time i get to work, and it ends up on my clothes.

i'm not really sure why a person gets into these schemes, because you're making money for someone else and no matter what you do, everyone is suspicious of the pyramid configurations that are bad news. we all want to make a lot of money. okay, most people i know want to make a lot of money. who doesn't love money? sure it's the root of evil, but it sure can make life easier.

the good news is, as much as i like to spend money on things like sushi, i'll never blow it on overpriced skin care products. plus, whenever i write my screenplay, i can name an evil character after the stuff, as it sounds like a positively loathsome person.

take that you dastardly arbonne!