Excuses to avoid Field Service

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  • serendipity
    serendipity

    What are some excuses used by JW's to avoid going in field service, that others didn't question or hold against the person?

  • whyamihere
    whyamihere

    I said I have really bad cramps...... or a bladder infection. They left me alone.

    Brooke

  • Honesty
    Honesty

    One saturday morning I told the ex that my cognitive dissonance was acting up again. She said, "Oh, OK". and took the kids out in service.

  • prophecor
    prophecor

    Dagonit, The cat just sprayed my field service bag

  • Darth Yhwh
    Darth Yhwh

    How about, "No thanks. I'm not into peddeling lies." Oh, what a minute, JW's would definatly hold that one against you in a JC. Therefore it's disqualified from this thread.

  • Effervescent
    Effervescent

    Personally, the only excuse that would have flown for me to get out of it was perfuse bleeding from my eyeballs. I was never able to figure out how to fake it either...

    I remember being really sick lots of times and my father dragging me out of bed to get ready for service.

    It seemed the only excuse he or his peers would have accepted would be a broken limb (for the first couple weeks maybe) or a life threatening illness.

  • Finally-Free
    Finally-Free
    One saturday morning I told the ex that my cognitive dissonance was acting up again.

    I love that one!

    I had plenty of legitimate health problems, so I just had to pretend one of them was acting up. But if I felt like raising my ex's blood pressure I'd just say, "I can't be f*cking bothered." Then she'd go out in a huff.

    W

  • SallySue
    SallySue

    The only excuse I had was rain. Oh, how I loved to wake up on the weekend and hear it raining.

    Back in my time we went out for three hours on Saturday morning, three hours on Sunday morning, one hour on Tuesday night, and two hours on Wednesday night. Sometime we would even go out for a few hours on Saturday afternoon.

  • blondie
    blondie


    Have an unbelieving father who likes to go away every weekend.

    Work at Bethel where the brothers have to work 3 out of 4 Saturday mornings a month.

    Menstrual cramps (sorry guys)

    On cue vomiting (check bulimic techniques)

    Volunteer to sit with elderly grandparent who can't be left alone

    Back in my time we went out for three hours on Saturday morning, three hours on Sunday morning, one hour on Tuesday night, and two hours on Wednesday night. Sometime we would even go out for a few hours on Saturday afternoon.

    SallySue, the times they are a-changing

    1) Meet at 9:30 or 10 so not to wake up the householders who sleep in late now

    2) Wait for Brother and Sister AlwaysLate before starting the day's text (9:45 or 10:15)

    3) Take 15 minutes to form car groups and another 15 minutes to actually get in the car. (10:15 or 10:45)

    4) Call on not at homes for about 30 minutes (10:45 or 11:15)

    5) Time for a coffee break for 45 minutes or 1 hour (11:45 or 12 noon)

    6) Time to go home saying you will make one last RV (but really just go straight home to change clothes to go to the mall, movie, etc.) 3 HOURS (started time at home calling a not-at-home who is always gone)

    Blondie

  • luna2
    luna2

    First congo I went out fairly regularly. Since I wasn't married, the only people I had to make excuses to were anybody I might have made arrangements to go out with or my Elder boss, who would quiz me at work on Monday. I found Saturday service with that frist congregation almost a complete waste of time, energy, gas and money. We'd be out until noon but would often get an hour or less of recordable time in. When I couldn't bring myself to go, I could usually satisfy Buttinsky-Head boss with a household emergency, sick child or that I hadn't been feeling well myself. I tried being truthful a few times, but that usually netted me a lecture.

    Man, did I get tired of people acting like they were my parents or something. Wasn't my service to Jehovah a matter between Him and I? The light was starting to get brighter regarding Jebooger's Borganization.

    After I moved to CT, I worked on Saturdays for the first two or three years I lived here and that set the pattern for weekend service....I never went. Okay, not never. I think I may have gone out on a Saturday once or twice in the nine years I was active here. I would go out on Tuesdays and there was a pioneer sister who would meet up with me (we were usually the only ones going out Tues).

    I sometimes did feel I needed to make excuses to her...and rain didn't work as she had a notebook full of return visits and studies. I didn't usually have to lie as I'm prone to headaches (and I think that sometimes just the thought of having to get organized and to the KH by 9:00 in order to do something that I didn't care for on my day off was enough to give me one). Finally I stopped making excuses or explaining why I wasn't going out. I'd call her and just say I couldn't make it. This worked best if I got her answering machine. lol

    I got tired of her attitude that I was accountable to her. Reminded me too much of good old Elder Buttinsky. It bothered me that I seemed to attract people who wanted to manage me. I wanted to be treated like an adult to either go out in service or not, without having to explain myself.

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