07.06.06
I don’t want to be a part of your freaky little cult.
I must look approachable.
I made a Target run today during lunch to pick up a few things. I was in a hurry, since I didn’t want to take a particularly long time (I’d like to go home early today if at all possible, given last night’s marathon work session), so I was darting from aisle to aisle grabbing the things I needed.
As I was hurrying about, I noticed a nice-looking woman walking towards me wearing a lavendar top, black pants, and large amounts of purple eyeshadow. I immediately thought “She must sell Mary Kay.” She continued to walk past me and I went on about my business.
A few seconds later, she stops dead in her tracks, turns around and walks back towards me. “Excuse me,” she said. “What do you do professionally?”
Oh boy. Here it comes.
“I’m asking because I’m a business coach with Mary Kay…”
Yep. I knew it.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I’m not interested in becoming a consultant. Thankyouandgoodnight.”
I wheeled my cart around and practically ran out of the aisle before she had a chance to answer me.
See, this may be a cute little anecdote about my interaction with an extremely chipper Mary Kay Lady, but this is the FOURTH TIME this has happened to me in the past year. I’ll be shopping somewhere, minding my own business, and some lady I don’t know comes swooping towards me, pays me a flowery compliment, and then tries to pull me into the Mary Kay Collective. All it makes me want to do is run away screaming and vow never to wear Cinnamon Twist lipstick ever again.
What I really find hilarious is that this off-putting behavior is considered a valid marketing tool by the Mary Kay Corporation. I’m guessing it must work on some people, but I’m pretty skeptical when someone who doesn’t know me from Adam gets really friendly REALLY QUICKLY and starts telling me what a great job I’d do being a consultant. It’s very sketchy to me. Besides, I know that if I DID decide to become a consultant, I’d have to do this same exact thing, and that would drive me completely insane.
So, please, if you’re a Mary Kay Lady, please leave me alone. I’ll call you when I need some more mascara.