I work on Saturdays from 9 to 1. Much more enjoyable than knocking on doors of empty homes.
Sunday mornings are awesome. No alarm clock. No meeting. #TheGoodLife
its saturday morning here on the east coast of america.
i haven't been out in service in probably getting close to two years.
i wake up every saturday extremely happy and thankful im not getting up to go f-ck up my morning and my neighbors morning, not today, not ever again.
I work on Saturdays from 9 to 1. Much more enjoyable than knocking on doors of empty homes.
Sunday mornings are awesome. No alarm clock. No meeting. #TheGoodLife
was this one of those jw urban legends at every hall?.
when i was 7 years old and began attending meetings, one of the first things i heard people say was "don't challenge satan!",.
i thought, 'what would happen if i challenged satan?
Lol @ Funchback. But what was the challenge about? Who would run down the stairs first? Excellent post and name BTW.
I didn't know what the challenge was. But, that's what they kept telling that then-seven-year old boy.
Maybe Satan can be like Frank Costanza ('Seinfeld') and have a Feats of Strength challenge.
was this one of those jw urban legends at every hall?.
when i was 7 years old and began attending meetings, one of the first things i heard people say was "don't challenge satan!",.
i thought, 'what would happen if i challenged satan?
Was this one of those JW urban legends at every hall?
When I was 7 years old and began attending meetings, one of the first things I heard people say was "Don't challenge Satan!",
Being 7 and all, I couldn't help myself. I thought, 'What would happen if I challenged Satan? What does that even mean? What if I challenge Satan in my head...Will he be able to read my mind?'
Then, one day at school, I was running down the stairs to the gymnasium. No one was around. I shouted, "I challenge you, Satan!". Then.........Wait for it.......Nothing.....Nothing happened. I didn't become possessed. The ceiling didn't collapse on my head. I didn't fall down the stairs.
I was like, 'What was the big deal about that?'
For those keeping score at home, it's Brian 1, and the devil formerly known as Satan 0.
happy friday to all!.
i haven't been to a meeting for maybe 10 years.
i only know what's happening nowadays from the experiences i read here or the internet in general.. anyway, on to the topic: i started attending meetings at the age of 7. as a kid, the only thing i looked forward to at the assemblies (circuit/district) was walking around veteran's stadium (philadelphia district convention) during intermission, hanging with friends, looking at girls (as i got a little older) and trying to have enough tickets to get pizza!.
The Vet was a giant soup bowl and the field was artificial turf. This means if the temperature was, say, 90 degrees, then the temperature on the field was probably 110 or higher (source: http://articles.philly.com/2003-07-24/sports/25452135_1_phillies-first-baseman-john-kruk-thermometer). The attendants had to sit on a chair on the field using an umbrella for shade. Oh, and they weren't permitted to remove their suit jackets. It was both sad and pathetic.
http://www.vice.com/read/the-jehovas-witnesses-annual-convention-was-so-organized-it-was-creepy.
the article is a good read.
the comment section from the jws are hilarious.
http://www.vice.com/read/the-jehovas-witnesses-annual-convention-was-so-organized-it-was-creepy
The article is a good read. The comment section from the JWs are hilarious. Here's one:
JW cult? LOL to funny... not even by a superficial definition... u think of cult u think of someone's family members coming to kidnap u away cause its hard to get away from a cult... JW is the hardest religion to get into and the easiest to get out of.
happy friday to all!.
i haven't been to a meeting for maybe 10 years.
i only know what's happening nowadays from the experiences i read here or the internet in general.. anyway, on to the topic: i started attending meetings at the age of 7. as a kid, the only thing i looked forward to at the assemblies (circuit/district) was walking around veteran's stadium (philadelphia district convention) during intermission, hanging with friends, looking at girls (as i got a little older) and trying to have enough tickets to get pizza!.
Just like the JW's, you sit down and get the stink eye for having a wiggly kid and then you take them out and get the crazy signs shoved in your face. You're damned if you do and damned if you don't.
You couldn't win, could you? Everyone in your section looking at you, like, 'Will you please take your noisy child out of here so we can pay attention?' and then, after you go out to the corridors, you get the sign guys standing in front of you, effectively telling you to shut your baby up and go sit down.
happy friday to all!.
i haven't been to a meeting for maybe 10 years.
i only know what's happening nowadays from the experiences i read here or the internet in general.. anyway, on to the topic: i started attending meetings at the age of 7. as a kid, the only thing i looked forward to at the assemblies (circuit/district) was walking around veteran's stadium (philadelphia district convention) during intermission, hanging with friends, looking at girls (as i got a little older) and trying to have enough tickets to get pizza!.
Happy Friday to all!
I haven't been to a meeting for maybe 10 years. I only know what's happening nowadays from the experiences I read here or the Internet in general.
Anyway, on to the topic: I started attending meetings at the age of 7. As a kid, the only thing I looked forward to at the assemblies (Circuit/District) was walking around Veteran's Stadium (Philadelphia District Convention) during intermission, hanging with friends, looking at girls (as I got a little older) and trying to have enough tickets to get pizza!
After intermission, I looked forward to sleeping. Fortunately, I had a cool mom, unlike my friends. Man, if they dozed off, they would get plucked hard on the head by their parents.
At the DCs, I also looked forward to the drama, as it was the only thing "spiritually" that interested me.
At the CAs, I only looked forward to pizza and lemon-lime Shasta.
Then, one day pizza was off the menu and Shasta was replaced by Vess (the billion bubble beverage).
Eventually, to save money, the WTBTS decided to have everyone BYO food (making like the decision was to benefit the people). They also tied to this the "rule": Do not go to public vendors and buy your lunch. Bring your own! Me thinks this was because, if you spend money on food, you will donate less to the Society.
As an adult, I never looked foraward to any convention or assembly...I only looked forward to eating out afterward.
After waking up to TTATT, I loathed the assemblies! I hated everything about them, from the brothers walking around with the 'Quiet please' and 'Please be seated' signs to the pioneers sitting by the cash boxes to the echoes of the brothers' voices giving the talks (Hello...hello...Please open-pen-pen your bibles to-to-to...) to the haughty way they changed their voices during talks to the parking lot attendants to the demonstrations to the final prayer. I HATED IT ALL!
And what about you? How high was your level of annoyance when you were "in" (but out)?
How about those of you still "in" but awake? Are you losing your mind yet?
Brian
He reminds me of Mr. Carlson from the old show WKRP in Cincinnati...
when somebody posted this on fb, i was anxious to see how ridiculous it would be, probably worse then the gb prophecies, etc.
after watching the clip, i honestly don't know what to believe.
at the very least it's very entertaining and interesting.
In 1984, the NBA Houston Rockets drafted center Hakeem Olajuwon, who would be paired with 7'4" Ralph Sampson, forming one of the tallest front courts in the NBA. Nicknamed the "Twin Towers", they led the team to the 1986 NBA Finals.
If you reverse '19' and remove '84' from the year '1984', it becomes '91'. 8+4=12. Remove the '2', you're left with '1'. Take that '1' and put it at the end of '91': 911.
Houston is home to the Houston Terror Dome ( http://www.houstonterrordome.com/ ). Separate "dome", it becomes "do me". Terror Do me. Do terror to me.
Sampson's career ended in injury, leaving Olajuwon alone, a lone tower.
Next week, I will explain how the Bee Gees' smash hit, "Stayin' Alive", actually foretold the death of Benny Hill.
there were many addressed to me.
for example, i once had a sister tell me i was gambling because i liked playing skill crane (the machine where you have to try to pick up prizes like stuffed animals) at the arcade.
i then fired back a her: "you saw the r-rated movie 'backdraft.
JustMe2...
Great pic!!! LOL