because i am still very much held a prisoner to past beliefs and practice, i dress in suit and tie and bring a briefcase on my frequent dates.. i talk business during the entire happy meal (macdonalds), displaying ad brochures and spreadsheets relative to whatever business plan i happen to be hawking that day.
i count the venture as a business expense and jws who frequent this fine diner know i am not on a date.
there are no smirks, no snickering, no knowing glances.
Thanks, again, LV101:
Of course, there must remain some mystery; a few close friends know the real me, but I've learned I don't owe anyone a detailed explanation regarding all the affairs of the heart. Insofar as what others think, a friend once told me that we wouldn't worry so much about what others think of us if we realized how little they do . . .
Well, that point is moot, and I shall be mute (on some matters!) . . .
Blessings and peace.
because i am still very much held a prisoner to past beliefs and practice, i dress in suit and tie and bring a briefcase on my frequent dates.. i talk business during the entire happy meal (macdonalds), displaying ad brochures and spreadsheets relative to whatever business plan i happen to be hawking that day.
i count the venture as a business expense and jws who frequent this fine diner know i am not on a date.
there are no smirks, no snickering, no knowing glances.
Thank you, millie210, but you are too kind.
I live in a funny, strange world where the border between reality and fantasy bleeds and blends, one into the other.
Always nice hearing from you!
because i am still very much held a prisoner to past beliefs and practice, i dress in suit and tie and bring a briefcase on my frequent dates.. i talk business during the entire happy meal (macdonalds), displaying ad brochures and spreadsheets relative to whatever business plan i happen to be hawking that day.
i count the venture as a business expense and jws who frequent this fine diner know i am not on a date.
there are no smirks, no snickering, no knowing glances.
Thanks, LV101:
The basic premise is true, the details are a wee bit exaggerated!
Essentially, I was living in two worlds and had to step out of one, into the other, and vice versa. Now, I come and go as I please and whoever is my friend is my friend. Nothing to hide, nor do I care to.
Best Wishes.
you can remain modest under test.
you can remain modest under test.
13:1-10.. comments .
Thank you, Blondie:
It's been a few years since I've "studied" THE WATCHTOWER. Some information I had been wondering about is here, nicely set out and easy to read. Good comments, too.
my boy is going to play for watford football club!
and whilst i didn't take his revelation to seriously, i am was glad his " goal" isn't to pioneer.
:-).
KUDOS!
because i am still very much held a prisoner to past beliefs and practice, i dress in suit and tie and bring a briefcase on my frequent dates.. i talk business during the entire happy meal (macdonalds), displaying ad brochures and spreadsheets relative to whatever business plan i happen to be hawking that day.
i count the venture as a business expense and jws who frequent this fine diner know i am not on a date.
there are no smirks, no snickering, no knowing glances.
Thanks, NY44 and Bobcat, for your replies.
The above is based on fact, when I was asked out on dates. I did bring along a briefcase. As much as possible, I said "no" to dinner dates that took place in a restaurant.
Our restaurants are always loaded with JWs and they knew I could not remarry (per their rules).
Since I can finally laugh over love lost, this thread is meant to be in the humor category.
because i am still very much held a prisoner to past beliefs and practice, i dress in suit and tie and bring a briefcase on my frequent dates.. i talk business during the entire happy meal (macdonalds), displaying ad brochures and spreadsheets relative to whatever business plan i happen to be hawking that day.
i count the venture as a business expense and jws who frequent this fine diner know i am not on a date.
there are no smirks, no snickering, no knowing glances.
Because I am still very much held a prisoner to past beliefs and practice, I dress in suit and tie and bring a briefcase on my frequent dates.
I talk business during the entire Happy Meal (MacDonalds), displaying ad brochures and spreadsheets relative to whatever business plan I happen to be hawking that day. I count the venture as a business expense and JWs who frequent this fine diner know I AM NOT on a date. There are no smirks, no snickering, no knowing glances.
My table mates -- there are many, but not all on the same night -- will, on occasion, ask me, "How do I look?" or "May I have cheese on my burger?" I am not distracted from my goal to have a nice night out, chatting up a most willing audience, and ending the night hearing a warm "thank you," and receiving a firm, parting handshake.
There is no doubt in my mind that I am well within the confines of Jehovah's sheep pen.
i just 'liked' the same post 6 times in a row.. what a joke simon.
sort it out!.
Someone just now liked me!!!
i just 'liked' the same post 6 times in a row.. what a joke simon.
sort it out!.
My self-worth hinges on getting a "like."
My morale is very, very low now . . .
kind of got into it with my jw wife last night for the first time in a long time.. i try to not engage in conversations about doctrinal matters unless she asks me which she did.. anyway, i wont go into details but of course i am "not going to change her mind" and "why is it that you can't see when very smart people can?
" yada yada yada.
you probably can imagine.. it makes me so depressed.
Greetings, NikL:
I'm sorry about what you're going through, having been through the same, although I'm no longer married.
I hope you get many replies and will feel a sense of solidarity with us, as a result. Despite many tries of returning to "THE TRUTH" (because I couldn't bear to leave my friends and family), I am out totally. The only contact I have with them now is on Facebook, where I mind my theocratic p's and q's.
Best Wishes . . .
