OK, I admit it, I threw the first punch. Luckily (or rather because of Jehovah's Spirit) an elder caught my fist before it hit the sister's face.
I was 28, she was probably 35. We were both pioneering...this happened one morning in the Kingdom Hall parking lot right after the meeting for service.
I had know idea how much she hated me. (lol I thought I was the sweetest thang.)
We had made plans to work with each other that morning. She stopped by my house before she went to the Kingdom Hall to tell me she changed her mind. She said she couldn't stand me...and was tired of pretending. LOL! I asked her what I had done to make her so mad. She said she was pissed off because I had "hesitated" one time when she asked for a ride to the district convention.
Guess what? I pissed her off even more...when I told her I didn't even remember taking her to the convention! LOL (I've gone to assemblies since I was a baby and they all kinda run together)
I asked her when it was that we took her. She said "10 years ago".
This woman had been mad at me for TEN YEARS!! and I had no clue.
I explained that the reason I hesitated was that I was eighteen years old and eight months pregnant. I had a two door nissan, luggage and a cooler, a husband who would say no...and she had two kids. I didn't think she'd be comfortable!! ...anyway I begged my husband to take her because I was embarrassed to tell her no.
Well, now this lady is standing in my kitchen telling me that I had made her trip to the assembly miserable....because she was cramped and didn't have room. LOL
We both went to the meeting for service steaming. She couldn't believe that I didn't even remember something that had been stewing in her brain for 10 years.
To make a long story longer...the elder leading the group paired us up to work together. haha On the way to the car she starts yelling at me. Loud enough that the others came out of the Kingdom Hall...just in time to watch me throw a punch. LOL!
I must have really been mad...cuz I was such a geeky witness who would never stand up for myself.
~wick (of the don't get me mad class)