It turned out to be the best thing but:
Forced me out of pioneering by words and hostile environment. I had RPd for 10 years, started before I was married--I had lived with my RP parents, elder dad. When I married, husband and I went to a new kh. The powers there resented that I had married this non-pio who regularly put in 8 hours a month, not 10, and told us he was therefore 'not exemplary'. He told the BOE he wanted to help others i.e. reach out, they told him he was just trying to measure up to my 'status' and that 8 hours made him ineligible to help in the cong. We were really mistreated. They actually accused me of studying with my husband to count time. They repeatedly counselled my husband against the 2 of us working together in service. They forbade him from conducting my bible studies; out of frustration I turned over to others studies with interested couples. They told him that I shouldn't be going to my parents' territory to work with them--I was certainly not encouraged to work with my home-court buffoons. Once, in an open conversation about vacations including a common vaca spot, I said 'We went there once, years ago'--and the ring leader elder of this bunch said 'Well haven't you lived a charmed life'. When I had 3 months in a row, got in 80-85 hours a month instead of the required 90, they told me I just didn't meet the requirements and had one more month to get my schedule straightened out. So, I quit. It was all so eye-opening. My husband was needed to work on the AC units on the roof during the meetings on several occasions, and did so, but he was never permitted to carry a microphone or read or pray for the cong...but could ruin his good suits and miss the meetings.
That cong was the worst 4 years of our JW lives, and the first time I experienced the shit-stick end of nepotism, favoritism and bias.