Wednesday, I never prayed either. 95% of the time it was just for show when I was with others; I knew they never prayed at home (no one to see them).
Ok just another one here who never prayed. This always bugged the crap out of me.
I never prayed in resturants. (Thought it was poor taste too) Occasionally after an assembly that pumped them up, my parents would pray silently while out to dinner. I always felt like such a heathen. I would be half way through my salad and look up and think--oops.
ANd I always remember going over to others houses and how we would pray together, or at functions and picnics and everyone would have to pray before we dug into the crappy hotdishes and lime jello with marshmellos in it. My parents would always drive home and comment about how they wished we prayed more at home, and brother and sister so-and-so really made a fine example. (So they felt the same heathen guilt I did, but on a different level.) I sometimes wonder if they think they were bad parents because they didn't pray with me more.
I also remember the times I did pray--usually when only under extreme stress--that I would have to spend the first five minutes of my tearful prayer to Jehovah begging for his forgiveness because I only came to him when I needed help. More guilt! If there was a way to feel guilty while being a Witness--I found it!
Ok well that was totally off-topic, SORRY CASPIAN!! I feel your pain. I have been prayed over-or at rather-by Jw's and other Christians alike. It's a horrible experience. But to have it happen in a resturant? How tacky is that!! *big hugs*