Fistfights for seats at DC?

by Blind_Of_Lies 63 Replies latest jw experiences

  • Blind_Of_Lies

    The post about people racing for OJ and Barrel seats at the Hawthorn Racetrack reminded me of something I witnessed while working at a DC several years in a row… Ok so it wasn’t quite fist fighting but I’m pretty sure someone wanted too. I know I did.

    So inevitably when the doors open at 8am there is a line of people waiting just itching to get in to the hellhole and get “the good seats”. The place we had DC’s was in the desert and the brothers (rumor had it) were too cheap to pay the extra fee for the AC so they just used fans. So imagine if you will the outside temperature being north of 100 degrees F and by north I mean at times it was 110 in the parking lot. You are in a basically a big tin building with 3,000-5,000 of your CLOSEST friends with no AC aaaaand this thing lasts hours upon hours.

    The good seats were either on the floor or the coveted few sections where the fans were pointed. I was working the front door one year and was the guy who got to open them to the masses.

    So there we are, a half dozen attendants VS a few hundred of gods people and we are the only thing standing between them and the next 8 hours of pure hell. Anyway, when the doors finally opened it was like a scene from a war movie. People were running in heels and suits to get the good seats. If someone fell down they would all but trample others to get in. I saw elbows being thrown, arguments flaring up it was truly a sight to see.

    I noticed a family with someone who was obviously a study (dressed in jeans and a nice shirt) standing clear of the mayhem and once the herd of zealots fought their way in the study walked past me and I heard him tell his escort “You JW’s will die for each other in a concentration camp but you will kill each other over a lousy seat?”

  • wha happened?
    wha happened?

    Sounds like the DA at Dodger stadium. An outdoor stadium. There were the club seats which were covered and the breeze came through quite nicely. Otherwise it was 8 hours of sun beating on your head in a plastic seat. Well the line would begin and by openning time. The line got very fat. People just joined their friends in the front. The door opens and u can see people running in and throwing out mags on chairs faster than a Vegas blackjack dealer. One year people showed up on bikes and took off through the gate.

    All this just to listen to the same dribble every year

  • outsmartthesystem

    All men will know that you are my disciples.......if you have love among yourselves

    What a happifying experience!

  • wha happened?
    wha happened?

    oh yea and when food was offered, you should have seen those painted on smiles turn to scowls and snide comments when u dared to run out of sandwiches

  • breakfast of champions
    breakfast of champions

    If you ever want to see Jehovah's peaceful, united people at their finest, be an attendant opening the doors to a stadium at 8am. I have not seen people behave like that even at the rowdiest rock concert. Reminds me of the Seinfeld where George pushes old people with walkers over to escape a fire.

    Oh the humanity!

  • 00DAD

    WH: it was 8 hours of sun beating on your head in a plastic seat.

    You forgot to mention that we were all dressed in our Sunday Best! Nothing like having a tie on in a baseball stadium in the sun.

  • blondie

    The WTS did post in the KM that people should not push each other to get to seats; I guess some older jws had been pushed down. Those that worked in the building had an advantage; although they did not grab a seat until 8 a.m., they were already much nearer being in the building.

  • Londo111

    This occured even in arenas with AC.

    The 8AM stampede always reminded me of the Running of the Bulls...

    If Revelation's trumpet blasts were seems logical that this 8AM rush are the locusts. Joel describes locust running up a wall, I think. An apt description. There are many 'good' seats before that locusts...but they are devoured.

  • Crisis of Conscience
    Crisis of Conscience

    Disclaimer: The photo below is just for illustrative purposes. The individuals pictured MAY/MAY NOT be JW's and/or at a convention of JW's.

    View with an open mind.

  • wha happened?
    wha happened?

    00DAD, oh yea I remember sitting in that plastic chair with no room to stretch. Nothing like a rash from all the ass sweat. It seemed like I always ended up sitting next to Brother "Washmyselfsparingly", and his wife, "neverwashmyclothsoftenenough."

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