When I was at Bethel I was assigned to the construction crew. My husband and put in for the three month temporarily program hoping to be kept on as regular bethelites. Well we were there for two and a half years.
Every time Max Larson would come onto the floor all the brothers would run ahead letting the next floor now Max was coming so they would look busy. It used to irritate me to know end as so many of the brothers truly wasted time and it just all seemed so stupid to be as afraid of him as they seemed. Like he was this big boss the Donald Trump of the WT.
There was one overseer who was horrible who lot his temper a lot, yelled and threatened, etc. One day this guy who I was supposed to call a bother had a baseball bat he had started to carry around saying he was going to use it to bash in bothers who he did not like. He was joking of course but I truly did not find it funny in the least, still do not. It just made me sick.
Well one day this jerk just lit into me and another sister about something stupid, yelling and threatening us telling us we did not have a love for Jehovah and that he could get us kicked out of Bethel, etc. I called my husband up and we went to talk to Max about how horrible the language and conduct of this jerk was.
All of a sudden Max talked just like Karl Klein. He just mumbled and mumbled over and over. I kept asking him to repeat himself. He was sitting at his huge desk with his view of Manhattan behind him and he was just mumbling.
Funny thing the next time he conducted morning worship he could talk fine.
After that I had no respect for Max.