The Writer and the Jehovah Witness

Jane the writer had been writing for a month now. She has been alone for all that time and is suffering from an acute case of writer’s block, wishing for some human contact to get her mind flowing again. She  was just about to make herself a cup of coffee when her front doorbell rang. She opened the door and there stood a smartly dressed man.

“Good morning, madam,” he said, “I’m a Jehovah Witness and …”

But before he could continue, Jane said to him, “I’m just about to make myself some coffee. Why don’t you come in and join me?”

Very surprised, he agreed.

After coffee, Jane said, “I’m now going to have to make some lunch for myself so I don’t really have much time at this moment to talk to you. But if you’d like to join me in a bite to eat, we can talk later.”

He was shocked at this kind offer. But again he agreed.

When they had finished eating, Jane said, “OK, I’m all ears. Why don’t you start at the beginning and tell me all about the Jehovah Witness movement?”

He was totally surprised by this and replied, “I can’t tell you anything – I’ve never got this far before.”