I was remembering today this situation that I let get out of hand because I was too damaged to let my co-workers and my boss know I was a JW when I was still inside. It was hard to explain to people something so foreign and out of this world as being a witness and never before had the difficulty been as hard as when one of our co-workers birthdays came around.
I dreaded the moment because I'd played pretty cool and dodged any questions that might reveal my religious inclinations.
But:
My boss came over to my desk and gave me this card to sign, she asked if I'd like to sign it. I asked who it was for, and she said for "Johnny"- obviously the card set off a huge red "birthday" flag and I didn't want to get into the details with some lady I already didn't like. So guess what I did?
I signed that freaking birthday card like there was no tomorrow, wishing the dude the best effing party and time ever.
Well I didn't know him that well and a few weeks after he received his card signed by yours truly and the whole department, he starts preaching to me during a break. What are the odds that this dude would be a JW too?! It was crazy, I was having cold sweats and imagining how ridiculously improbable something like that had to be. After almost a year I left the job but I always felt like he'd read the card and was trying to pinpoint the right time to ask me about it. I had to convince myself that he must've been a well trained JW and just tossed it out once they gave it to him but the doubt was always there.
What was your close call?