Exposed - Six Figure Program

Now, I realize that I'm taking a risk exposing Six Figure Program as scammers . . . but . . . I am going to relate to you my experience with them.  This is my opinion.  This is my experience . . . and it's not a good one.  :c

Around the first part of May . . . I innocently stumbled into a "Make a Ga-Zillion Bucks at Home in One Day."

"Hmmm,"  I thought . . . "That sounds like a no-brainer <---(which I am) to me."  So, I immediately click on the link.

Bad Move.  

I found myself having to listen to and watch a couple of guys brag about how much money they make and how they desperately want to help an innocent Doof like me make tons of money too.

"Oh, How nice!"  I say to myself.  "These two guys who don't even know me, want me to make a million bucks even more than I do!"  I continue, "You just don't find those kinds of people anymore."

(I need to remind you, that this is my FIRST experience with these (ahem), caring, compassionate, unselfish, scammers . . . . um . . . er . . .a . . I mean "business" men.)

I continue the dialog with myself, "Awwww . . . (looking at their video), they're so cute too.   Look at their innocent faces . . . they really DO want to help me . . . awwww."

I immediately sign up.

Bad move.

I try the things they are telling me, but things aren't working out so well.  I blame myself, because, afterall, I'm new to the internet.  These nice guys even gave me their e-mail to use if I had questions . . . that's how entirely innocent and trustworthy they are.

I send Ben an e-mail telling him of my problem.

I immediately receive an email rejection thingie (can't remember the name).  "Hmmm . . . that's funny.  They promised me that I could contact them at any time.  I'll try the other guys e-mail addy.  So I e-mail Dave telling him of my problems.

I immediately receive an "email rejection thingie" (can't remember the name)  (no, this isn't a repeat of the prior paragraph).  "Hmmm . . . wonder why I can't get through to Dave?"  I innocently ask myself.

I try their support e-mail  . . . I receive a ticket?????  Remember, I'm new to this stuff.  I have no idea what a ticket means.  "Do I have to go to court?  What is my crime? "  I don't know what to do with the ticket---so I save it.  (Duh)

I then find a number to call . . . a support number that these sweet guys gave me.  I call the number. 

One ringie dingie . . . Two ringie dingies . . . Three ringie dingies . . .

Finally someone answers.  I tell him of my problem.  He says, "Sorry, that's not my department."

I start crying.  (I'm not kidding)

Startled, he says, "I'll connect you with someone who knows the technical stuff."

I meekly answer, "Okay, sniff, sniff."

I wait to be transfered.

Some lady asks how she can help.  I tell her my problem.  She says, "Oh, sorry . . . the person that helps with the technical stuff isn't here right now.  Can you call back?"

I wipe my tears and nose and yell, "NO!  I SIGNED UP FOR THIS THING BECAUSE THOSE NICE INNOCENT MEN PROMISED ME THEY WOULD HELP ME." 

Dead silence.

I continue, "I'm just some doofus who has been recovering from . . . . Um . . . I don't know what the heck . . . . I've been away for several . . . . "  I ramble.  I'm sure this lady thinks she's talking to a loon---which she is.

I start crying really hard and say, "I trusted a doctor seven years ago and now I'm disabled . . . I should know better than to trust anyone."  Sniff, sniff.

Lady on the phone is unmoved.  With as much "unfeeling" as she could "unmuster" she says, "Call back in an hour when our technical guy comes back."

I hang up the phone.  I never call back . . . . but just wait until I tell you what happens after this incident . . . it isn't pretty.  You might want to put your kids in the other room.

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Six Figure Program is just the top of the terrible abyss that I fell in.

For your protection . . . I'll keep you posted.

Until we meet again.

Be safe and stay happy.