"Let's find some common ground so I can tell you my fucking life story."

16.1.11

Erm, remember that job I loved?

OK. So I totally left the Modeling place. Never went back. Nope. Hate those MF'ers with a passion and wish the deepest of pains and misery on their spawns. They disgust me.

I was having fun for a few months playing into the whole, "I'm sooo much better than you" vibe they had going on there. Then one day like catching a whiff of a rotting carcass I woke up and realized what a douche bag I had become. Not cool with going back. Like, EVER. I have actually made it my DUTY to sabotage any stands I see in the malls or at fairs with their minions trying to lure in underage girls with promises of flash bulbs and chance meetings with Justin Bieber.

Those people actually TRAIN you to manipulate and hurt people. It's absolutely grotesque. It's all part of their scheme for world domination, I think. Part of their "Biggest Loser" Boot camp style training class is a psychology session on how to mind-fuck someone. Literally, not. even. kidding. folks. It's called Rational Emotive Behavioural Therapy and basically means you get into their head without them knowing and finger bang their brain until they believe that YOU are the only thing they need. The answer to all of their prayers, the frosting to their cake. The more tears the better. This is ACTUALLY part of training. Except they don't call it making someone cry, they call it creating VALUE. The more VALUE the better, because the more someone cries around you, the more they trust and feel a connection with you, the more connected they are with you, the better chance you have at raping their wallet.



Someone needs to take them DOWN.

Here's how it really goes. I know I had a post here before sugar coating this atrocity but now I'm totally out of that dump and feel my readers have a right to know. I'm still not going to say their name, but I will say that most of the companies out there like them, are all the same. Beware. This post is going to be brutally honest.

They seek out underprivileged girls, girls who are teased in school, girls that aren't really attractive and probably never will be, girls with low self esteem, broken families, basically anything that would make a person considered weak and they get them to come into their office for an interview.

They prey on your children, mom's and dad's, while they are at school or the mall, just hanging with their friends. They make them feel special for a second and brag about success stories to them that never really happened. They get your child hooked on the idea, on the DREAM before the sales person ("advisor") even makes initial contact with YOU. They collect information from the child that they will use against the parent later. They put on a show for you, its a mind fuck from the moment you walk in, from the video playing on the flat screens, the "models" lounging around the office, to the little quips your "advisor" says when he/she walks you back to their office to conduct your "interview". Your "advisor" by the way, is a salesperson who's ONLY goal is to find out how much money you have in your wallet and decide how much to charge you to "make your kid a star". Their paycheck DEPENDS on it.

They get you in their office that they have cleverly designed by hanging up pictures of "discoveries" of the company (Pictures we ripped out of magazines) and filling binders up with blank paper clearly showing the words ACCEPTED and NOT ACCEPTED on them and purposefully filling the "not accepted" one to the brim and putting it somewhere that you'll see it, but won't question it. (These are little tricks they teach in training) Even the pictures on the company website of discoveries are fake, none of the models they claim to have "found" were found by them at all. They sit you down, tell you this is exclusive and we have maybe 3 spots left and its only for the best of the best. They have questions designed to invoke certain emotions and dig deeper by asking things like "how does that make you feel?" and exercises in imagining their life as a model and describing words like "confidence" as feelings. On occasion, if they can't get deep enough into your psyche with all of that, they pull out the inkblots. Then they make you all cry (which I explained before), tell you how much you suck and how much better this will make you, all the while slyly finding out if you can afford the program or not. Once they are satisfied that they have the answer they need, they get your kid to the point of passing out with anticipation and then if it was decided during the interview that you have the money, they accept you. If you have allot of money, they charge you double. If you have less, they start off the price lower, and if it was determined that you are just too broke during the interview, they don't accept your child at all.

Its a scam. A malicious, calculated scam. I don't even want to talk about it anymore because it makes me so sick that they prey on a child's dreams the same way con-artists prey on the elderly and they get away with it.

Even I was tricked into buying into "the show" at first, but that's all it is, A SHOW. I was so excited to start the job so you must know these people are good at what they do. I am one jaded individual and I pride myself on how hard I make it to pull the wool over my eyes. If they did it to me, they can do it to you. Keep your heart guarded. Because they are still out there.

This has been a Public Service Announcement provided by The Bitch.

13.1.11

*Updates to come*

Soo many posts to write, sooo little time.

I will try to update in the coming weeks as sooo much has changed! :)