Really the whole mindset of JWs is twisted. Spent lots of time in car groups where it seemed the only way to cope with the ongoing rejection was to visualize the just desserts of householders at Armageddon. Taking their nice houses after the fact seemed passive aggressive, and when you believe you're supposed to be the happiest people in the world, the behavior makes sense.
Not creepy, but the elder who made a point of telling us about the pagan roots of knotted pretzels... and to be sure we broke them before eating them (=bad if we didn't). Bet he didn't touch a fortune cookie with a ten-foot pole.
I still can't look at pretzels like a normal person.