Fun/interesting stories as a Jw

[Watchman]

Another story, but not so funny. We were working way out in rural territory again and me and this regular pioneer brother went to the door. But before we could even make it to the door this man comes out with a shotgun and pointed it straight at me! I froze and was petrified!
I was thankful though that the brother with me just talked to the man, calmly letting him know there was no need for him to be doing this and that we would leave. What to me took forever, the man lowered his gun and we walked back to the car.

Talk about scared!!! Later, when we worked in that same territory we saw that he put a sign up on his property specifically stating that NO JEHOVAH’S WITNESSES ALLOWED.
That was quite alright with me!

I was working alone one afternoon in Houston, in the Heights area, and I knocked on the door of this garage apartment. The door flung open and a guy was standing there naked with a towel wrapped around his waist. He looked like a crazed Charles Manson. I could hear him breathing through the screen like he was trying to control some sort of beast inside him. Oh, and he was holding a machete and looked ready to start swinging. I assumed it was a case of mistaken identity so I slowly pulled my Bible out of my bookbag and held it up for him to see. All I said was "Bible." There was a brief pause and then he slammed the door shut. I was never so relieved to have a door slammed in my face.

 

[Eyes & Ears]

As our budweiser neighbor yells out when he is juiced up from all his cans of bud
WHAAAAAT!!!!!

 

[Nomex]

Back in 2000, me and another brother went to this door, it was Fall, so the weather was cool, and they had their door open, with the Screen door closed. I was taking the door, so I knocked, and we hear from inside, "Dad, I got this." I can see this figure come, almost charging to the door, and out comes this kid about 6' and weighing 250 or so, in his late teens early 20's, flings open the screen door, nearly hitting me with it, wearing a motorcycle jacket and a dog collar with spikes.

He rushes out the door, and gets inches from my nose, and he's seething, and breathing so heavily he's almost spitting on me. I calmly explain our visit, while slowly backing up just a little at a time, you know since dogs can smell fear, and I didn't want to show any fear. We ended up having a not too unpleasant conversation with him, none of which I remember except he want to talk about how the movie "Matrix" was somehow prophetic.

After we left the brother with me told me he couldn't believe how good I handled that, and I told him "that wasn't me".

 

[Eyes & Ears]

Back in 2000, me and another brother went to this door, it was Fall, so the weather was cool, and they had their door open, with the Screen door closed. I was taking the door, so I knocked, and we hear from inside, "Dad, I got this." I can see this figure come, almost charging to the door, and out comes this kid about 6' and weighing 250 or so, in his late teens early 20's, flings open the screen door, nearly hitting me with it, wearing a motorcycle jacket and a dog collar with spikes.

He rushes out the door, and gets inches from my nose, and he's seething, and breathing so heavily he's almost spitting on me. I calmly explain our visit, while slowly backing up just a little at a time, you know since dogs can smell fear, and I didn't want to show any fear. We ended up having a not too unpleasant conversation with him, none of which I remember except he want to talk about how the movie "Matrix" was somehow prophetic.

After we left the brother with me told me he couldn't believe how good I handled that, and I told him "that wasn't me".

 

[barry]

When I was in my early twenties, one morning we were out in service (me and 2 pioneer sisters, one who was about my age) in a rural area in Belgium. It's not common to drive on longer driveways during service.
So we got to a farm with a real long driveway and I told the sisters I would do so they wouldn't have to take any risks.
I walked up to the farm and just as when I reached the door, a huge dog came running from behind and started making real scary sounds and circling around my legs.
I was terrified and nobody answered the door, so the only thing I could do is try to slowly go back while the dog kept circling around me.
After a while when getting closer to the road, the dog left.
After that I was finished for a while trying to impress sisters like that

 

[Nomex]

Here's another gem. We were working this cul-de-sac. Near the end, we knock on this door, this woman answers and I start my presentation. She interrupts me and says, "I have a BB-gun." I say..."OK..." and continue with my presentation. After a few seconds she was getting more and more belligerent, I then realize "I have a BB-gun" was a threat. ROFLOL. Which didn't help the situation because the reason I did not realize it was a threat was because I was not threatened! (I really wanted to tell her, "lady, you gotta do better than that!") By now she's telling us not to talk to her neighbors etc etc, at which point I'm like "OK, that's fine we'll leave you alone."

We walk to the street and she's following us...LOL. More with the I have a BB-gun, at which point I was telling her yeah OK, I got it we're leaving. My book study overseer was asking me to shut up, and I wasn't having it!

I'm quite certain I really made her mad because I didn't act like I was afraid, because I wasn't, and because I responded to her without cowering... meanwhile the rest of the group was cowering...I could never understand that.

Another time we were working one side of this street, and a man was yelling at us not to come over there. I couldn't help myself, I yelled back "Don't worry, we're not working you're side of the street today!" This again got a comment from my group overseer to be quiet! And I'm thinking..."Coward."

 

[Ms_ladyblue]

Back in 2000, me and another brother went to this door, it was Fall, so the weather was cool, and they had their door open, with the Screen door closed. I was taking the door, so I knocked, and we hear from inside, "Dad, I got this." I can see this figure come, almost charging to the door, and out comes this kid about 6' and weighing 250 or so, in his late teens early 20's, flings open the screen door, nearly hitting me with it, wearing a motorcycle jacket and a dog collar with spikes.

He rushes out the door, and gets inches from my nose, and he's seething, and breathing so heavily he's almost spitting on me. I calmly explain our visit, while slowly backing up just a little at a time, you know since dogs can smell fear, and I didn't want to show any fear. We ended up having a not too unpleasant conversation with him, none of which I remember except he want to talk about how the movie "Matrix" was somehow prophetic.

After we left the brother with me told me he couldn't believe how good I handled that, and I told him "that wasn't me".

I’m with @Eyes & Ears Nomex

 

[Ms_ladyblue]

Here's another gem. We were working this cul-de-sac. Near the end, we knock on this door, this woman answers and I start my presentation. She interrupts me and says, "I have a BB-gun." I say..."OK..." and continue with my presentation. After a few seconds she was getting more and more belligerent, I then realize "I have a BB-gun" was a threat. ROFLOL. Which didn't help the situation because the reason I did not realize it was a threat was because I was not threatened! (I really wanted to tell her, "lady, you gotta do better than that!") By now she's telling us not to talk to her neighbors etc etc, at which point I'm like "OK, that's fine we'll leave you alone."

We walk to the street and she's following us...LOL. More with the I have a BB-gun, at which point I was telling her yeah OK, I got it we're leaving. My book study overseer was asking me to shut up, and I wasn't having it!

I'm quite certain I really made her mad because I didn't act like I was afraid, because I wasn't, and because I responded to her without cowering... meanwhile the rest of the group was cowering...I could never understand that.

Another time we were working one side of this street, and a man was yelling at us not to come over there. I couldn't help myself, I yelled back "Don't worry, we're not working you're side of the street today!" This again got a comment from my group overseer to be quiet! And I'm thinking..."Coward."

Nomex, I love it, but I’m ROTFL so hard! I seriously doubt I could’ve ever worked in service with you for laughing so much! Then we both would’ve gotten in trouble.

 

[Nomex]

Nomex, I love it, but I’m ROTFL so hard! I seriously doubt I could’ve ever worked in service with you for laughing so much! Then we’d both would’ve got in trouble.

I was only in trouble in their minds! I knew I hadn't done anything wrong so I just ignored them, and did whatever I thought was right.

 

[BagdadBill]

I'm quite certain I really made her mad because I didn't act like I was afraid, because I wasn't, and because I responded to her without cowering... meanwhile the rest of the group was cowering...I could never understand that.

Another time we were working one side of this street, and a man was yelling at us not to come over there. I couldn't help myself, I yelled back "Don't worry, we're not working you're side of the street today!" This again got a comment from my group overseer to be quiet! And I'm thinking..."Coward."

Years ago, a much older brother told me that back in the old days, occasionally a brother would roll up his sleeves and throw dukes if it got too belligerent. That must have been a wild time to be a JW.
The best story I can muster is me using the theme of Matthew 28:20 with a woman working in her yard. She backed me up one verse and said "Go ye therefore". King James version. I gave her an A+ for effective use of scripture.

 

[Nomex]

occasionally a brother would roll up his sleeves and throw dukes if it got too belligerent.

LOL...this same group I used to be in, one time this brother who was Latino background, and I believe his wife was Asian not form the U.S...anyway, he was upset with his wife because they went up to this guy working on his motorcycle, I don't remember the details exactly, I remember thinking part of his description, as my kids would say was "sus", maybe a Swastika or Rebel Flag was involved, in any case he was lamenting that he thought they were going to get killed because his wife didn't notice the whatever he was so afraid of. I just thought the same as above...coward...for people who think there are angels protecting us while out in service, thy sure are afraid an awful lot.

 

[Eyes & Ears]

This story has to do with sisters not field service related. Sister Elderette that many of us would like to tap her head a little is a bossy mess.

We used to clean house for an older brother. One day I was on kitchen cleaning duty. His frig was a mess. There was something that once must have resembled food but had turned a disgusting shade of green in a MASON JAR. I said to the brother I am gonna throw this away you can't eat this. He said ok. I did not dump it out of the jar I threw the hole nasty mess away. I was not touching it gloves or no gloves.

Several weeks later sister elderette whose personality resembles a cross between an overweight pit bull and small gorilla gets in my face and says
YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO THROW THAT JAR OUT IT WAS MINE. I said nothing. Cuz if I did I would have been DF.

This is what I did. I went to Walmart and bought a WHOLE BOX of MASON jars. put them in trunk of my car. At Sundays meeting I said to her I have something for you I my car. She followed me to car. I opened it and said here these are for you.

DON'T YOU EVER GIT IN MA FACE AGAIN ABOUT A JAR. She actually burst out . That ended that with her but there is another one.

 

[Eyes & Ears]

Several years after MASON JAR mess another sister who is very nice but can be a pain from all the syrup dripping from her, bought me my favorite cooked veggies in a Plastic dish with a top. I ate the veggies and returned the dish with a thank you.

Low and behold sevetal days later I get a text asking me if I returned
Her little (raggedy)
dish.

I said I gave you your dish back. She said well I am missing a dish and it was mine and I want it. I was like what is is wrong with these crazy a-- women .

So off to Walmart I go again . I found a box of those plastic containers 25 in all with tops. Then I bought a black magic marker.

I called to make sure she was home. I said I have something for you. I arrived at her door with the box. I said here now leave me alone with this dish business. Here is a magic marker. Put your name on top or bottom so folks know it is yours.

She also burst out laughing and gave me a hug. They all know my personality and I just say it. Sister or brother I just say it. Sometimes with a little salt SOMETIMES.

I never understood how folks get so wrapped up in stuff like this. A dumb jar and a plastic container. You can get them at the dollar store for crying out loud.

But that's me. I can't expect everyone to live in my world. I don't care about stuff like that.

I am done with their crazy nonsense. When they text or call asking me if I want them to make me something, I say with SALT oh how nice of you to think of me, but no thanks I am good; while thinking to myself I AINT BUYING NO MORE DISHES

 

[Eyes & Ears]

1974 Divine Victory convention Veterans Stadium.

Yes indeed it was hot but we were all so excited then. Remember how we would stand in line for the new publication waiting for any new info letting us know when the system would end.

I remember getting those new books and would have it half read by the time my train let me off at my home stop. Soaking up every word like a dry sponge.


I always had a great time in the early early days .
At this convention I met Sharon a young woman who was studying. She said she wanted to get baptized but her father said she could not drop out of nursing school, she had to finish and then she could do whatever she wanted. That was 1974.

In the 90's low and behold Sharon was sitting in front of me at a circuit assembly. She was smiling and holding hands with her husband.

I tapped her on her shoulder and said hi Sharon, I am so and so and I met you bla bla bla.
She remembered my face, not name. I said did you ever finish nursing school. She said I sure did. I said I betcha are glad you listened to your dad.

She acknowledged she did. She had great career so did her husband. They had their own home, no children. But at that time were still going strong. I tell you I was so happy for those two love birds.

I don't know where they are now or even if still living. But as I think back I Remember how happy and content they both seemed to be. It was a pleasant surprise seeing her again after all those years.

 

[CyndiaS]

Years ago, a much older brother told me that back in the old days, occasionally a brother would roll up his sleeves and throw dukes if it got too belligerent. That must have been a wild time to be a JW.
The best story I can muster is me using the theme of Matthew 28:20 with a woman working in her yard. She backed me up one verse and said "Go ye therefore". King James version. I gave her an A+ for effective use of scripture.

Lol..so she was essentially telling you to leave right? ( just making sure I got the punchline )

 

[CyndiaS]

Several years after MASON JAR mess another sister who is very nice but can be a pain from all the syrup dripping from her, bought me my favorite cooked veggies in a Plastic dish with a top. I ate the veggies and returned the dish with a thank you.

Low and behold sevetal days later I get a text asking me if I returned
Her little (raggedy)
dish.

I said I gave you your dish back. She said well I am missing a dish and it was mine and I want it. I was like what is is wrong with these crazy a-- women .

So off to Walmart I go again . I found a box of those plastic containers 25 in all with tops. Then I bought a black magic marker.

I called to make sure she was home. I said I have something for you. I arrived at her door with the box. I said here now leave me alone with this dish business. Here is a magic marker. Put your name on top or bottom so folks know it is yours.

She also burst out laughing and gave me a hug. They all know my personality and I just say it. Sister or brother I just say it. Sometimes with a little salt SOMETIMES.

I never understood how folks get so wrapped up in stuff like this. A dumb jar and a plastic container. You can get them at the dollar store for crying out loud.

But that's me. I can't expect everyone to live in my world. I don't care about stuff like that.

I am done with their crazy nonsense. When they text or call asking me if I want them to make me something, I say with SALT oh how nice of you to think of me, but no thanks I am good; while thinking to myself I AINT BUYING NO MORE DISHES

To both of your stories about dishes:

 

[Ms_ladyblue]

When I was in my early twenties, one morning we were out in service (me and 2 pioneer sisters, one who was about my age) in a rural area in Belgium. It's not common to drive on longer driveways during service.
So we got to a farm with a real long driveway and I told the sisters I would do so they wouldn't have to take any risks.
I walked up to the farm and just as when I reached the door, a huge dog came running from behind and started making real scary sounds and circling around my legs.
I was terrified and nobody answered the door, so the only thing I could do is try to slowly go back while the dog kept circling around me.
After a while when getting closer to the road, the dog left.
After that I was finished for a while trying to impress sisters like that

Talk about dogs out in service, down here where I live most of the territory is rural and nearly every household has one or more dogs. However, one time while working rural a pack of dogs decided they would go door to door with us for several houses so all we could do is toot the horn for the householder. It was ridiculous with these dogs.

Although usually when there was a dog or dogs at what we use to call “dog houses” I remember someone told me they learned in pioneer school to put your book bag in between you and the dog. Do you know that this actually worked! I would never show any fear, then the dog would just back away.
So many of the friends would be afraid to go to the dog door houses, so it would be me and another brave sister that would end up taking those doors.

Lol, we had some really funny experiences with the “dog doors.” Especially when the friends who were scared of dogs but then the house wouldn’t seem to have any dogs…then out of nowhere a dog would come running up and usually the scared sister would run back to the car. One time a sister was so scared and my van was parked in front of the house but she ran from the back of this house, couldn’t get to my van fast enough, so instead, she jumped in the air and flew onto the hood of the householder’s car! I kid you not! It was the funniest thing I’d ever seen. She was a heavy set sister too. I just wished I could’ve recorded that. I just couldn’t stop laughing at her…but she was ok.
We were good friends and worked in service a lot back in those days.

 

[BagdadBill]

Lol..so she was essentially telling you to leave right? ( just making sure I got the punchline )

Yes she was. At least she used scripture to do it.

 

[CyndiaS]

Yes she was. At least she used scripture to do it.

Hilarious

 

[Eyes & Ears]

Talk about dogs out in service, down here where I live most of the territory is rural and nearly every household has one or more dogs. However, one time while working rural a pack of dogs decided they would go door to door with us for several houses so all we could do is toot the horn for the householder. It was ridiculous with these dogs.

Although usually when there was a dog or dogs at what we use to call “dog houses” I remember someone told me they learned in pioneer school to put your book bag in between you and the dog. Do you know that this actually worked! I would never show any fear, then the dog would just back away.
So many of the friends would be afraid to go to the dog door houses, so it would be me and another brave sister that would end up taking those doors.

Lol, we had some really funny experiences with the “dog doors.” Especially when the friends who were scared of dogs but then the house wouldn’t seem to have any dogs…then out of nowhere a dog would come running up and usually the scared sister would run back to the car. One time a sister was so scared and my van was parked in front of the house but she ran from the back of this house, couldn’t get to my van fast enough, so instead, she jumped in the air and flew onto the hood of the householder’s car! I kid you not! It was the funniest thing I’d ever seen. She was a heavy set sister too. I just wished I could’ve recorded that. I just couldn’t stop laughing at her…but she was ok.
We were good friends and worked in service a lot back in those days.

This was hilarious