You mean they didn't expound on how many paper towels one should use after washing hands??
Juni
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You mean they didn't expound on how many paper towels one should use after washing hands??
Juni
Well I have to fess up that I was one of those kids that did all the naughty things you were told not to do. We never destroyed anything but we did run wild. My mother's response was "let kids be kids". That was really the only time we were not under constant watch, because we were not in our home town, so people did not know who we belonged to. As for the cheapness of JWs, they have been life long tight wads. So what do you expect, that will never change regardless of how many memos they send out to be read to the congo.
Ah yes, the annual covention reminders. Brings back memories, none of them good.
As Rebel said, the reminders are, sad to say, necessary. Which makes us wonder of course how God's Chosen People can behave so boorishly. But as already alluded to, since they think they're better than the worldlings with whom they cross paths before and after the convention, their attitude is reflected in their behavior.
The simple fact is, these conventions would not even be remotely possible without the "world". The hotels are owned and serviced by worldlings. Restaurants are staffed by them. Transportation is operated by them, streets and highways built and maintained by them. Perhaps if jws really took some time to realize that without such people and things their conventions would be impossible, they'd think twice about acting like locusts, stripping bare everything in sight.
Oh, that's right....they want to be compared to locusts, as their interpretations of Revelation indicate.
"they want to be compared to locusts"
Don't locusts consume everything in sight, and leave only devastation in their wake?
--VM44
Gander mused:
Oh well, at least I will have a nice room to relax in after each day of sleeping through the sessions.
LOL! Gotta wipe the monitor now.
AMNESIAN
The newest affliction is Witnesses crying and running out of Kingdumb Halls because they got a whiff of someone's cologne, after shave or perfume.
I only wish that the small town, midwest congregation that I was raised in had used cologne/perfume on a regular basis. Maybe it was because it was a farming
community, but that congregation really had an odor problem! I know of many j-dubs from that hall that showered/bathed only once per week. YUCK!!!!
The heat, the panty hose, the people beating their kids because they won't sit thru a session, unable to locate a vending machine that sells tampons, the butcher paper taped to the mirrors to keep people from prissing in the bathrooms, the young men carrying "keep quiet" signs and return to seats circling the hallway of the convention arena, the people who would tell you to move from that area because the Society hadn't rented that part of the arena, the boring blah of the conventions. And we looked forward to this every year? Thank you God, for slapping me to my senses!
"The thing I noticed is that these scents only bothered them at the KH, not at the grocery store, movie theater, etc."
EXACTLY. When it comes to doing something they really want to do or going somwhere they really want to go - "what perfume?"
I'm not saying there isn't any legitimacy to their claims of chemical sensitivity, but the experiences I've had reaffirm my belief that many of them use it as a psychological crutch.
About the conventions, every year I get a kick out of the JW families who have obviously come out of the HILLS to go to the "big city" and stay at a motel and convention. I love seeing every awkward moment - when the classes collide!
, the young men carrying "keep quiet" signs and return to seats circling the hallway of the convention arena,
Oh my, I forgot about that. If I go to a convention this year I'm going to bring my own return to seat sign and tell those 'young brothers' to obey my authoritah(courtesy of eric cartmen)
About the "keep quiet" and "keep moving" and "please take your seats" signs, I remember it from the perspective of the man having to hold the signs. All those times I would be faithfully holding up that embarrassing sign, with my friends and acquantences walking by, making obnoxious comments and jokes about the signs not really applying to them. Gawd, it never ended. Sometimes I felt like just saying "fuck you Chad, fuck you Jeremy, fuck you Bill..." as they walk by.
And then I would get this scowl on my fae and all the sisters would think I was scaring their kids, so I'd get comments from them too. And of course if you ever stopped a little boy or gril running around without their parent you'd get eveil stares from their parents when they finally caught up with them - things that basically insinuated I had no children and therefore was completely incapable of properly communicating with children.
I do NOT miss those days of being an attendant. It's even worse as "internal security", but I won't even go there.