I recently attended a wedding in which the only JWs present were the bride's grandparents. The reason they attended is that the bride and groom bent over backward to keep the wedding secular so the grandparents could attend.
During the reception, I watched the JWs. They looked frightened and kept glancing around as if they expected some wild, wicked worldly person to physically pounce on them. Although alcohol was served, no one got drunk or obnoxious; everyone present simply had a good time.
After the reception, the JWs' car wouldn't start. The groom and his best man examined the engine, determined what was wrong, drove somewhere to get a new part and installed it. I heard the JW grandmother say to her husband with great surprise and wonder, "They were really nice!"
The long-timers truly believe that the only decent, kind people on this earth are JWs. They have to believe that everyone else is wicked -- they must be, since Jehovah has pronounced a death sentence on them.
Sad.
I think I got that one beat. Unfortunately.
I was driving along and saw a JW stopped on the side of the road. Seemed a middle aged woman all alone and she was wearing her assembly badge. I was surprised that no one stopped to help her as this was one of the main routes leading to the assembly site.
After a couple of minutes it just bothered me and I turned around just to see if anyone stopped for her. No one did.
Turns out she had a flat tire. I replaced it. I made her feel good by saying that I'm a JW but that this wasn't my assembly because when I got to her she was on the verge of tears.
I guess the JWs that were driving by wanted to be first to get the best seats for the drama or didn't want to get their clothes and hands dirty. (sarcastic grin)
But I told her that maybe she was too far from the assembly and maybe no JWs were passing by this particular way. I hoped she bought that little lie.
Now that's sad.