Unbelievable. *** NOTE: I grew up JW, never baptized or DF'd though.I haven't set foot in a KH in 2 years, ever since I gave some so-called friends my new telephone # and address, and asked them to stop by and chat about our beliefs with my new wife. I had taken her to the Memorial and 2 meetings, and of course she got love-bombed, but no one EVER called, or came around to speak to her, OR ME! This was unfathonable to me. Knock on non-believers doors, but don't bother to give a damn about someone who brings his new non-believing wife to the meeting. That was 2 years ago, I have hearding NOTHING from anyone. I could be dead and they wouldn't care!
So yesterday I went to a Sunday service at my in-law's church, a first for me. It was a Methodist church, but lively and so much more positive than the standard zombified stare at the local Kingdom Hall. There was REAL social interaction, REAL singing, and a genuine heartfelt desire to praise God and His Son, Jesus. Afterward, we went home and changed into casual clothing, and then headed to a nearby resteraunt for lunch. Nothing fancy. So we get a booth and order. Then, I saw an overly dressed family stroll in a take a large table, right next to my families booth. I immediately recognized the mother, daughter, and then the Elder father as ones I had known (at the KH, not outside mind you) for about 8 years. They didn't say word one to me. Not a nod, hello, anything. I didn't say anything to my wife, hoping that she didn't recognize them from her two visits to our local Kingdom Hall two years ago. I felt to ackward, disgusted, and inwardly embarrased that these so-called brothers and sisters didn't even acknowledge my existance. At 6'-2" tall, and 250 lbs, I'm not exactly a small guy, someone you'd miss if you were sitting at the next table.
I looked over a few times, expecting some cordial greeting, but they were so self-absorbed and seemed oblivious to my existance. I could at that time just get a taste of what it must feel like to be DF'd, even though I'm not. Their non-existant display of "brotherly love" was repulsive and disgusting to me. Did I really act like one of these ass-clowns for the first 18 years of my life? Was a neo-maxi-zoom-self-righteous-magazine-salesman like this as well? If so, there is no wonder why I was so socially retarded and defective for so long.
How in the world do they think other people look up to them? What pious assholes. We ate our lunch and I never mentioned who they were to my non-believing wife, as I was just too embarrassed and ashamed of them and their attitude. We left and I hope I never see them again.
So, how was everyone elses Easter?
Thanks for listening.....
- Wing Commander