Well, Where to start. I was an employee at East Coast Promotions in Baltimore. My manager was Stan "Beemish" Bolvin. They were a part of DSMAX, a fortune 500 company or course (not). That was one of the millions of lies.
All in all, I was on my way to management, I was a believer. Wanted to open up an office in the Southwest. My wonderful manager had a huge office when I first started, about 30 people. He boasted of making $300,000 the last 6 months. But soon the people stared disappearing, my manager decided to enjoy drugs whether than work.
Many times I called the office to talk to him about my territory, and he couldn't even talk in a complete sentence. So after about 9 months of hell everyone had quit the office. Where was everyone money? GONE! I had $2,500 in my "security" account that I needed for a downpayment on an appartment, with reciepts to prove it, and he had the balls to say that my "security" account had $180 in it. He then chatised me for questioning him, and think of the opportunity. What a load of dog crap.
So once our office was in shambles, Mark Kernan shows up to "turn things around". He was more full of shit than my Manager was. Kernan would say that I now had the best opportunity to become assistant manager, since there was no one left. Like i wanted too. There were many times my manager would come in so wasted then start a fight with someone who wasn't "ringing the bell". Seriously, fist fights!
My manager was arrested 3 times when I was working there. Twice for domestic abuse. Some night he would have our place locked, and wouldnt show up till 10pm or even longer, So I was out about $2,800 when all was said and done. I contacted the head people at Granton, DSMAX etc., to help me get my money back, but nothing. Of course, he then called me a theif, because he thought I had stolen his merchandise. LIKE I REALLY WANTED TO GO DOOR TO DOOR IN MY SPARE TIME.
He always accused his employees of stealing when we asked where our money was. He even called my parents, and told them that I was going to jail bacause I stole from him, I STOLE FROM HIM? We told of the violence, drugs, etc., and nothing. So he skipped town oweing everyone money, and I heard he is down in Carolina now doing the same crap to others I'm sure. I just hope that one day, he returns to Baltimore, and I run into him when no one's around! I have tried to find him over the internet, and one day I will.
I could go on about it all day long, but I have to get back to work, managing my own company, engaged to be married, looking to have kids, and to have a bright future, living life to its fullest, helping people, which is all that DS MAX DOESN'T stand for. As for these OWNERS who think that we are just pissed off employees, wake up and smell the coffee, and drink a nice cup of SHUT THE F* UP! Get a life and stop praying on lowlifes to get by.
I hope the truth comes out one day, maybe I could see my $2,800.00? Yeah right...
MasonBaltimore, Maryland
U.S.A.
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