There were so many...I mean wasn't everybody kind of watching and discussing everybody else pretty much all the time?
Some stand-out busybodies were usually pioneers...maybe they are trained that way??? Like they are supposed to "take the lead" and "teach by example" and "act as mature ones". I don't know, but I remember several who thought nothing of butting into other people's business, trying to foist their own conscience and thinking on to the lesser dubs.
There's one pioneer gal, of the hand-wringing, weepy-voiced variety, who has appointed herself everybody's minder. Missing meetings? Better watch out cuz Sister Buttinsky will make it a point to try to readjust your thinking the next time she sees you. Going back to school in order to get a better job? You can be sure she'll have several things to say about that, and maybe even a few photocopies of Watchtower articles for you to read (because, of course, you couldn't possibly have read them or you wouldn't be striving for "worldly" things).
The past few months, Sister B has telephoned me and stopped by my place a couple of times. I refused to see her both times and the last time I heard from her, about a month ago, I told her that she really shouldn't bother to call any more because I no longer believe it to be the "truth" in any way and do not consider myself one of Jehootie's Witnesses any more. She sputtered, sighed, and whined for a few minutes, but couldn't get me to cringe and bow to her superiority and that of her schizophrenic god, Jeboobie. It felt good.
Of course, she had to have the last word, so a few days later a letter came in the mail. I haven't responded to it. I get so mentally fatigued when I think about trying to reason with her, that I've let it go. She can go find somebody else's life to try to manage.