Someone mentioned they didn't realize before that Protestants really know their Bibles.
It was a total eye-opener when I married my husband (born-again) to see him enjoying his reading of the scriptures every night before bed and it made me feel horrible (when I was still active) that he read his Bible more than I read mine! And he knew so much, without anyone really having to explain it to me. My parents always told me I couldn't just read the Bible on it's own, that I had to read the publications. As soon as I switched to the New International Version, I've had no problems whatsoever understanding what things mean and I think, OMG, if I had only read another version of the Bible back when I was having trouble understanding all that old-fashioned language in the NWT!
Anyway, I'd been embarassed about being a JW for years, right around the time I started back in public school in 5th grade. I used to cringe every time my mom wanted to take my sister and I grocery shopping after the meetings and we were stuck in our hideously embarassing clothes with normal kids staring at us wearing their normal clothes.
I was painfully embarassed at field service and the one time I ever aux. pioneeered I managed to do it by counting time while we took our coffee breaks and stuff. I HATED the way we did service in the French group I'd joined. Knock on the door. "Who is it?" "Jehovah's Witnesses." "Who?" etc., you get the point. Then they'd open the door. "Can I help you?" (in English.) Me: "Um, does anyone speak French?" Them: "Uh, no." Me: ... The sister next to me, glaring at me for not shoving Bible verses in French down their throats. Yeah, that was a fun month. =/