Saturday, 19 February 2011

The Watchtower

 I leave my Skype conversation to answer the door. There are two men - one has dark curly hair, the other one is fat - with friendly smiles ready on their faces. Curly Hair holds a thin booklet in his hands. In a split second I recognise The Watchtower (they certainly need a new lay-out designer).

“Hello!” – I put the most friendly smile on my face.
“Hello. Do you by any chance speak Russian?” – Curly Hair starts.
“Yes, by chance, I do. But I don’t want to speak to you.” – I keep the friendly smile. The men look a bit puzzled.
“Ok... May I ask why?” – Curly Hair persists.
“Because I see that magazine in your hands. And also because I’m in the middle of a phone conversation.” – I answer with the smile still on my face.
“Ok, thank you. Bye.” – the men march out of my front yard.
“Have a nice day!” – I say still smiling.

I think I have set a personal record today - this was by far the shortest conversation with Jehovah's Witnesses I’ve ever had. There’s just one thing that bothers me: how did they know I spoke Russian?!

Antony and the Johnsons – Cripple and the Starfish



  2. Grrrr. I can't watch it in my country (France).


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