by _Morpheus 323 Replies latest jw experiences
Gilead meals. Everyone kicks off work 15 minutes early, goes up to the table heads room, knocks back a few drinks and some crackers and we all make it down the stars somehow without falling for a rushed, slam the food back Bethel meal of steak. Then all stand up to pray and back at work by 1.
That was a Bethelite idea of a party!!
Gives me indigestion now.
Lol pretty much describes it!
Very accurate description of the housekeepers... Amd of course they were all married so you could look, just not too much
Gilead meals. I got to drink in the Administration offices because my table foot was one of the GB helpers. I remember one time I think it was Jarez looked a little drunk by the time the gilead meal began and he was running it that time.
They knew everyone drank that day and my department wouldnt let anyone use forklifts after lunch.
Housekeepers went through your stuff. Mailroom went through your stuff. Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue got delivered in a large envelope so the housekeepers wouldnt be offended. Me and my roomate once got called home early from work by our home overseer because we had too many decorations out on our desks and dressers and made it tough for the housekeeper to dust apparently.
They announced disfelowshippings from bethel at the morning worship table. Carey Barber once read one and threw the paper down and said "GOOD RIDDANCE". Hell I was there when they announced the UN NGO from the table. I was there on 9/11. They totally played that like it was gonna kickstart the great tribulation.
I was there during all the layoffs starting around 2003 when they started moving the factory to Walkill. Saw a lot of lifelong bethelites get the boot. CBGB was a great place to go drink and listen to music. So was Continental, Water Street Bar down in Dumbo had great deals on Monday nights and I would skip WT study to go get 2 for 1 burgers and beers. Pete's was a great bar on Atlantic near Furman that had Ostrich burgers and buffalo Calamari and introduced me to micro-brewers. Touring the brooklyn brewers so many times they started just giving me beer soon as i showed up.
For all you dick heads that cannot read. My name is...................
I'm appalled at all of you making fun of this poor lady's name.
It's Fisherman, can't you read? Now leave the woman alone!
Cappy, im still holding off on gender assumptions. Fisherperson hasnt addressed that issue yet.
damn jack, the laundry worked my ass so hard i never had time or energy for a side job. Ome of the many reasons i had to get out of that place...
