More than anything else I hated "service". It made me feel like an idiot. I always put myself in the "householder"'s shoes. How would I view these people coming to my door, with this presentation? I would probably view them as oddballs. I mean we've all been at the door with some pretty pitiful presenters, people that we ourselves would shoe off our front porch; yet this may be that "householder"'s only chance at life before the end comes? If I hadn't been raised in the "truth" I would have died at the door a dozen times.