Tuesday night, I drove to a couple of older sister's homes, and dropped off their magazines, and Kindom Ministries. Thursday night, I went to the meeting and cleaned and locked up the building. I also dropped someone off who earlier recieved a ride to the Hall but their ride couldn't come back to take them home. Saturday, I drove around with a couple other people in my car doing return visits. Later, a sister was having a gathering, and I stopped at the grocery mart to get her some chips and dip for her guests. Today, a family is having some vehicle problems, and so I took them to the meeting, and stopped at the grocery store so they could get some groceries to hold them over until their car is out of the shop.
Why am I relaying all of this to you? Well, on my way home, my car made an unfamiliar noise, and I'm under the impression my transmission is getting ready to croak. So guess who's going to have to drop his car off in the shop? Yeah, thats right, Misery friggin loves friggin elders!!! All these years of repetative meetings, glorifying the friggin faithful and discreet bastard slave, and reading and dropping off literature that nobody wants!! Years of this crap!! Pleasing my parents and my brother and sister!!! Pleasing all the people in the congregation that would either be hurt, or laugh out of spite if I "stopped serving Jehovah" which means stopped serving you old decrepit rotton bastards in Walkhill!!!! You jackasses owe me!! Thirty plus years of waiting on the so called end of this system of things, thirty plus years of wasted educational oppurtunities, wasted romances, wasted years of your crap. "But we're the only ones feeding", yeah yeah whatever, get throat cancer and die, and I mean that from the bottom of my heart. I mean that!! Jackasses!
