Proselytizing comes with being a good Mormon.

Professionally (commercial financial analysis and extension of credit), so many Mormons had lied, misrepresented their businesses and misappropriated funds on accounts that I'd handled, that I begged my boss not to assign the Utah territory to me.  He declined my request leaving me to either decline the non-AAA businesses and thereby failing to meet production goals or approving risky business.  As I couldn't do the latter, the really nice field guys went around me and racked up a million dollars in losses in a year.  Guess who was let go?  

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They do get creepy on the "niceness" factor, but so do a lot of other churchy people

Rings a bell with me for militant Evangelicals.

"In the world but not of the world". Can produce very creepy results.

I dunno about anyone else, but that creepy "niceness" rings very false. It feels dishonest when I encounter it, which chimes with what Marie2 as saying and what people say about how Bain Capital went about their business.

To your face they're all nice and smiley, but they're the most ruthless money grubbing bastards behind your back

keep to the Fen Causeway

I've always offered the young men who come to the door some ice-water and a chance to use the bathroom, and have sometimes chatted with them. They are nice as can be but patronizing out the ya-ya. I tell them "it's not a matter of ignorance that makes me disagree with you. I've learned about Mormonism and find the same faults with it I find with many religions. You won't be able to change my mind because I'm at least as smart as you, definitely more educated, and have vastly more experience of the world, so don't do any follow up. But any time you run into problems or need help or water or the toilet, feel free to stop by again."

I had to do some research at the Mormon library in Salt Lake City on a couple occasions, and on one of them, a lady almost drove me crazy with her "cursing" which consisted of a constant stream of such things as "oh, frog whiskers" and "well, daisy drops and do-dads" and "oh, shivering shishkabobs." I wanted to kill her.

'tis strange I should be old and neither wise nor valiant. From "The Maid's Tragedy" by Beaumont & Fletcher