Yes, my ladyfriend and I were entering the San Diego airport for our flight home to Phoenix late yesterday afternoon, when I noticed a forty-ish man and woman sitting down behind a table loaded with WTS publications. I stopped to glance over them with joy. I made familiar comments about some of the publications, noting the newer soft covers and trying to casually engage the pair in conversation. I asked how long they'd had this display at the airport. After a long pause, the man said, "I really couldn't tell you."
So I looked over all the books, making eye contact with both of them from moment to moment. Finally it was time to go. I smiled and said, "Nothing to say? You didn't even try. These are the last days!" and walked away.
Apparently the actual attempt to reach people in "these last days" is not the aim of this part of their "ministry." Perhaps it is the easy hours one can accumulate, sitting on a stump as people walk by that appeals to such JWs.