What the MLM am I doing?

Last weekend I did something I swore I’d never do: I got a tattoo.

Not really. I’m not that crazy (no offense to all the crazy people out there who “got” tattooed).

But almost, I joined a MLM (multi level marketing) venture.

In my defense I signed up with the right motives. This particular outfit is hawking a product (my prejudice against MLM’s is strong) that purports to be very helpful in supplying the body with the nutrients it needs to take care of itself. After hearing this and other claims I came to the conclusion that if it was even half as good as it sounded then there was something there that would help people.

And since my wife is people (and has been a very sick people) we decided to join and try it for a few months.

Once in, I received the propaganda (BTW not all propaganda is false) and began to read and listen to more about this glyconutritional “technology.” Sounds real good. Too good? Well, we’ll see. I’m not going to be peddling it to my family and friends until Tam and I know that it works. And even then I refuse to have this business define me.

But for now all of this is moot. First, I’ve got to see if it works. If it does, then I’ll go from there. If it doesn’t, then I’ll have learned a valuable lesson: Never Join MLMs.