yeah, WHAT ABOUT the shy ones?
you know, i had wrestled with this very issue when i was a young jw girl. i used to cringe every time a householder opened the door, looking at me as if i was a specimen in a petri dish. and i didn't blame them. i just knew i was interrupting their weekend to tell them something they didn't want to hear, which further compounded the problem. there were plenty of them out there, too. ugh there used to be this one brother, brother oleson, who used to always embarrass me in front of a whole crowd of people sayiung stuff like "well HEY THERE little JANETTEeee, why the long face", or "you'd be so much cuter without those coke-bottle glasses". etc. i think it was his personal mission to call attention to others as a way of calling attention to himself, or something. anyway i heard he's still in, and probably still a JERK. i heard his wife had died and she was a real shrew she looked like barbara bush except she had coal-black hair. her two sons were cool, though. i never could decide which one was the cuter... i heard the older one was still in and asked about me god i shudder to think what he has become now. it didn't surprise me that the younger one fell away... he was always thoughtful and quiet and rebellious in a subtle sort of way.
anyway i became unshy because the corporate world demanded it and so i joined toastmasters and learned how to talk good :p
but you're absolutely right, the org just sort of drives its tank right over the shy ones...