I was remembering today this situation that I let get out of hand because I was too damaged to let my co-workers and my boss know I was a JW when I was still inside. It was hard to explain to people something so foreign and out of this world as being a witness and never before had the difficulty been as hard as when one of our co-workers birthdays came around.
I dreaded the moment because I'd played pretty cool and dodged any questions that might reveal my religious inclinations.
My boss came over to my desk and gave me this card to sign, she asked if I'd like to sign it. I asked who it was for, and she said for "Johnny"- obviously the card set off a huge red "birthday" flag and I didn't want to get into the details with some lady I already didn't like. So guess what I did?
I signed that freaking birthday card like there was no tomorrow, wishing the dude the best effing party and time ever.
Well I didn't know him that well and a few weeks after he received his card signed by yours truly and the whole department, he starts preaching to me during a break. What are the odds that this dude would be a JW too?! It was crazy, I was having cold sweats and imagining how ridiculously improbable something like that had to be. After almost a year I left the job but I always felt like he'd read the card and was trying to pinpoint the right time to ask me about it. I had to convince myself that he must've been a well trained JW and just tossed it out once they gave it to him but the doubt was always there.
What was your close call?