Debating this was going to be the last day in Field Service was not hard after dealing with a nasty mess because I was grouped with the misfits of the Kingdom Hall! I was reading this website on my phone while something started to stink in my car and one of the weird kids nobody wanted to work with yelled "Hey, you leaking all over my seat, he was freaked out too!" The older, retired elder, his Pioneer daughter had forgotten to put his Depends on and that became my problem. The sisters in my car were too busy talking or ignored the grumbling stomach, after abdominal warnings like Mt St Helens this old man shat his pants and pissed all over my new mini-van! We went back to the Kingdom Hall to get him cleaned up, there were two elders who set my arrangements up and I dumped him off on them. They never left the Kingdom Hall, it was a hour and a half and these two big mouth Elders were standing around, counting time because "people could see them as they drove past them", I said "I need to get this car cleaned out before it stains my car!" The elders as stupid as usual, said "hey, we can spray some Windex on your seats and I have some RVs we can do, it's only water!" That's the mentality of our JW Elders, their so good at destroying your property, using up your gasoline and putting people who don't belong in Field Service in your Car Groups they themselves would never take!
What experiences did you have in Field Service, did you ever have anyone shat their pants or spill things in your car? Did you have little devils destroying your cars, did they poke holes in your leather seats or plaster their chewing gum all over your carpet? How did they dispose of their unwanted lunch snacks "healthy Mom" brought besides puking all over your car? Did these little goblins tuck their fruits or Lunchables in spots were they rotted?
What good old times in Field Service did you have, was it Spiritual Paradise or Physical Hell? The Watchtowers Leaders have no reality and I hope they go Bankrupt, so tired of losers destroying the property of people who care? I must have had the sign on my back saying "Please put all the mentally ill people in my car-group and if they can't control their lower bodily functions add them too! I love misery, the more freaky, the better!".
How did we deal with this so long, OMG!