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<blockquote data-quote="Dave" data-source="post: 1758710" data-attributes="member: 498"><p>Travlr's story reminded me of a JW story.</p><p></p><p>I was working in the woods back then. It had been one of those absolutely miserable PNW days in the woods. I had just got home and hadn't had time to clean up. Dressed in soaking wet, mud, and sawdust covered cloths. A knock came on the door. I open the door and there stood neat grandmotherly looking lady. I say hello and she starts in. About 2 seconds I realize she is a JW. I interrupt her speech and politley say thank you but I already have a church. I go to close the door. She literally has her foot in the door. She is going on with her speech. I look at her foot, look her in the eye, and again look down at her foot. She isn't pulling her foot back or slowing down on her pitch. I once again try to shut the door. This lady aint giving up. I throw the door open and step out and into her face. She is about 5'2" and well dressed. I am 6'2" and dressed like a very dirty logger. I start with, "lady I tried to be polite." At that point my language takes a serious turn down hill. As a logger I can cuss for 15 minutes and never use the same word twice. Every step of the way back to her car I am loudly explaining what I think of her, her relatives, where they can go, and what they can do when they get there. She never came back.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Dave, post: 1758710, member: 498"] Travlr's story reminded me of a JW story. I was working in the woods back then. It had been one of those absolutely miserable PNW days in the woods. I had just got home and hadn't had time to clean up. Dressed in soaking wet, mud, and sawdust covered cloths. A knock came on the door. I open the door and there stood neat grandmotherly looking lady. I say hello and she starts in. About 2 seconds I realize she is a JW. I interrupt her speech and politley say thank you but I already have a church. I go to close the door. She literally has her foot in the door. She is going on with her speech. I look at her foot, look her in the eye, and again look down at her foot. She isn't pulling her foot back or slowing down on her pitch. I once again try to shut the door. This lady aint giving up. I throw the door open and step out and into her face. She is about 5'2" and well dressed. I am 6'2" and dressed like a very dirty logger. I start with, "lady I tried to be polite." At that point my language takes a serious turn down hill. As a logger I can cuss for 15 minutes and never use the same word twice. Every step of the way back to her car I am loudly explaining what I think of her, her relatives, where they can go, and what they can do when they get there. She never came back. [/QUOTE]
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