‘Who wants to slave away all their life?’
‘If on a year or two’s investment, you get to sit back and relax for the rest of your life, isn’t it worth it?’
‘Off course it is.’
‘Then why hold back?’
‘Coz it sounds like a Ponzy scheme.’
‘See, I spend just 10% of my time in selling. The rest of my time is concentrated on building a team.’
‘And what does your team do?’
‘They recruit more people.’
You couldn’t even say ‘I rest my case.’ Mr. B seemed to have drifted beyond the perimeter of reason.
They got to him. It was probably Mr. A that bit him. A had been babbling about this scheme for almost a year. This is like Zombie Apocalypse without the special effects.
Mr. B was one of the smartest Slaves you knew. So you decide to humor him. You decide to actually go to these ‘Seminars’ that Mr. B spoke about. Best case scenario, you will be able to save him from the brink. Worst case scenario, you will be sold to the idea yourself but atleast you will have something to believe in.
It is scarily similar to what you had imagined it would be like. Big posters everywhere. Participants looking so happy and chirpy you would think they were drugged. Aerated drinks masquerading as fruit juices, continuous subliminal announcements and…branded merchandise.
Mr. B seems to have blended right in with other Slaves from other Galleys, all exuberant on a mirage of freedom. When the ‘training sessions’ finally start, the attention and interest is staggering. If only these guys had been so rapt in school, they wouldn’t have to be here.
Between all the forms you have filled so far, you have already had to give away more details than you would have to if you were jailed for murder! It seems the longer you stay, more your chances of becoming one of them. As a precaution, you decide not to consume any of the food and drink.
So far, the Seminar has hit all the check marks for a scam in your book:
1. Greatest thing since sliced bread
2. Good for everybody including housewives and students, may be even your dog
3. ‘We sell everything, from underwear to Life Insurance.’
4. No disadvantages whatsoever
5. Plans for World Domination
6. A joining fee
So you decide to make a run for it. You don’t even deem it necessary to say goodbye to Mr. B, he is one of them now.
Rather than doing business yourself, you are giving business to people who are in the business of making you feel like you are doing business! If Slave driving has a future, this is it, Slavery on auto-pilot.
Mr. B may have found something to believe in but you already have your Clarion call:
Have the kahunas to break free on your own or go down fighting.