hi im new here... this is my first new post.
first off, ever notice how packed the hall gets when Jesus i meannnnnn the circuit overseer comes to visit? why do people try so hard to impress him? can he get our dead relatives out of purgatory? well i cant say im not at least a bit guilty of that, because i dont go to the meetings anymore, but just so my mom wouldnt murder me, i went on the tuesday and on sunday (i wasnt about to be at a kingdom hall on a friday night when i dont believe) of her last CO visit. PS- i have a trimmed goatie which JW's think is worldly and offensive. even though it's clean and well taken care of.
i dont like people questioning me about my missing all the meetings, so i left early after the tuesday meeting. but sunday i went in my mom's car, so i wasn't able to leave just as soon as i said "amen." my mother intruduced me to the CO's wife and she asked me what grade i was in. i said i was 24 and i didnt attend high school anymore. well the CO had been counting the donations he received, but managed to overhear my age... i wish i could remember exactly what he said, but it was related to the fact that i had this "peach fuzz" on my chin and i must be out of high school cuz im old enough to grow facial hair. but as he was saying his little remark, he reached up (he was still seated) and grabbed my goatie and rubbed it with his fingers. even my father doesn't touch my face. very few men in my life feel comfortable enough with me to touch my face. and i vice versa. but somehow, this "heterosexual" CO found it appropriate to touch my face as if i were a 7 year old boy. or, to that effect, as if he knew me. even my mother was shocked and she said later that she was surprised that i kept my composure during the "assault."
as i mentioned i met his wife and shook her hand, but i had not even been introduced to brother touchy-face. he had a moustache, which is fairly ironic to me.
i hope this story made sense. i was wondering if anyone else has had things like this happen to them... either someone telling them to shave their facial hair, even when it looks good. or someone touching them inappropriately... or anything similar to something that my story described
truly,
the new york bethel minute