For 9 days I have been fighting a cold and a respiratory infection.
Today I finally broke down and dragged my ass to the doctor where the condition was finally treated. When I was in the waiting room I noticed an Awake!, which I promptly picked up and kept with me. After seeing the Dr I started walking down the hallway and found another Awake! sitting on a bench. I know for certain it wasn't there before because I definitely would have noticed it while walking in.
I concluded that I just happened to leave the doctor's office immediately after the JW went around leaving literature all over the place, so I checked the other two floors of the building and found one more Awake! magazine.
It was like following a trail of Awake! magazines leading from my doctor's office, down the hall and to the main lobby. I suspect the JW had visited my doctor and left Awake! magazines as he/she was leaving.
As I walked out the front door I ensured all three Awake! magazines were properly disposed of in a waste receptacle.
Just imagine... if I had not gotten sick, some poor unsuspecting soul could have found one of those Awake! magazines, became a JW and then died as a result of refusing life saving medical treatment.
I guess that makes me a hero! (maybe )