Last Saturday, I was at home - minding my own business, and the phone rings.
Of course, I have caller-ID (Great Invention!), and can see that it is from my mom's house - where the remaining siblings live... all three of them.
I answer the phone, "Hello?"
"Hello, Jim - this is Pri*****", says the other voice - of my older sister.
"Yes... How are you?"
"Fine. I would like to invite you to come to the talk tomorrow. J-- will be giving his first talk from the platform."
J-- is my youngest brother. Born in 1960, he is about... well... must be going on 44 right about now. Never married... been a JW for most of his life - if not all of it.
"Well, thanks for the invitation. I won't be there, but tell J-- that I am proud of him and am glad that he is doing something that he likes."
"Oh. Okay. I will.", she said.
"By the way. Have you been by to visit Aunt Ruth?" I ask... knowing full well that none of them has been to see little 92-year old Aunt Ruth.
"Ummm... no...", she starts stammering.
"Well, do you know where she lives?" I ask - pushing this line of conversation.
More stammering... so I let her off the hook a little...
"Do you have her phone number? Perhaps a phone call would be nice, too.", I say.
"Ummm...", more stammering, "Yeah... I think I have it... 830-555-1234", she says.
"Yeah. That's it. You know, she would really like to hear from you guys.", I continue.
"Oh. Yeah. I'll try to call her.", she says... now trying to find a way to end this embarrassing call.
"Well, take care." I say.
"Oh... yeah." , she says.
*click*
Ya know... my brother has been in that organization for all his life. It's amazing that he is JUST now getting the 'priveledge' of giving those Sunday talks.
Of course, I realize that they promote those who are married and have kids first... but there are at least 2 examples in their own bible that show them encouraging fellas and gals to remain 'single' - and yet they don't support those by giving THEM more 'responsibilities'. Sorta sending out conflicting messages, if you ask me.
Anyway... I am getting good at making her squirm. I don't take her guff anymore. *wide grin*
Regards,
Jim TX