As an attendant at the DC who had to be in the auditorium before the doors open for the “running of the bulls”, I’ve had the pleasure to experience:
- Attendants trying to reserve entire rows before the doors open. It’s pretty funny actually, because as soon as one brother was bold enough to do it, all the other attendants would immediately start throwing their books down. It would get so bad, the Convention Overseer would have to get on stage and tell everyone to un-save all the seats. One year it was so bad, after several scoldings, the overseer made all auditorium attendants bring all their stuff out into the corridor and stand there until the doors opened. (I thought someone might push him off the stage for that decision.) What made it even funnier is that one attendant actually tried to hide behind the seats when everyone else was told to leave.
- A “brother” pretend to be an attendant. Every time the overseer would tell him to un-save his seats, he’d just re-save them as soon as he walked away. After he was discovered doing this several times, the overseer brought the “captains” over. It turned out he wasn’t even an attendant; he’d just snuck in and pretended to be.
- Getting reamed out by the adult child of an elderly couple. Another family had taken the seats her parents had wanted. After I told her that the seats were first-come first-served, she stormed off, only to return several times that day to inform me that Jehovah was going to hold ME responsible for ruining the DC for her parents. What made it even more ridiculous is the next day someone else took the same seats. The same daughter sat right in front of them and just turned at GLARED at them non-stop for the morning session. By the first break they moved…they told me later they had no idea what her problem was but she made them so uncomfortable, they decided it’d just be better to move.
- Watching people run up, only to discover the seats they wanted were already saved. Solution? Just remove the people’s books and hide them or move them. Watching the looks on the faces when they returned was priceless. “Books? No, we didn’t see anything here.”
Ahhh….truly these are God’s people.