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Double Edge

Johnny...that was very funny!

Kudos to you.

Glad you reminded me. Yes I do remember the last door I went to. It was in the winter of 2001. Saturday 24th. It had been months since I had been out there because I really hated it. Nevertheless I was finally convinced to go out that day and said "Ah what the heck, Ok. Twas a nice sunny day, but kinda cold up here in February and decided to go.

Went with three other people, some guy and a husband and his wife. We get to the 1st door and I was asked to go with the guys wife to the door. Reluctantly, I said ok, "but I'm not talking I'll listen" I said so bravely, so she said that's fine. So we get to the door, it's about 10:00 am (it's cold here) she knocks, and this guy comes to the door in his boxer shorts & tee shirt. He opens the wooden door but does not open the glass patio door due to the chill. Anyway she starts talking to him through the glass because he refuses to open the door (BRRR) and she askes him if he'd like the latest copies of the W&A. He's says ok takes them and closes the door quickly due to not wanting to freeze his butt off. So she continues to talk to him THROUGH the glass saying things like "Isn't it a nice day. blah blah blah. All the while this guy has a look of "will you get the hell out of here" on his face. Leave me alone, go away, etc.

It was at that moments I realized to myself. NEVER EVER AGAIN, will I inconvenience anyone in the home again with utter uselessness. Shame on me for being there IT SUCKED...........

Dismembered

Edited by - Dismembered on 16 September 2002 20:34:8

DanTheMan

I don't remember the last presentation I gave, but I remember one of the last.

A MS in our hall (he had been an elder at one time, stepped down due to his daughters fornication problems, and was working his way back up) was working with me, made me his pet project. One fine day we were out in FS together, and I got a very old man at a door, in his 80's probably. I offered the magazines, he politely but firmly declined.

As we were walking away from the door, the bro says to me "I'd call back on him."

I was like, WHA?

Scarlet

I don't remember the last door but I vaugely remember my last day in service. I went home thinking to myself why am I doing this. I hate being fake around these people I don't even like.

dsgal

It was January 31of this year.I went on a call with a pioneer sister.The guy's father had given her his inactive son's address.He answered the door,she told him who we were and he said"Just a minute",left the door open,came back in a few seconds and said"Everybody here is sick,we can't talk to you right now".Of course,he had no idea we knew he was an inactive JW.Anyway,we left and that was the last door I knocked on.

LB

I can't remember the last but I remember the first. Funny how that works. I was really hating service by the time I stopped. It felt so phoney.

joannadandy

My last door was one where I pretended to knock, or knocked really softly and said "ohh look! They must not be home, let's go!"

My service dropped way off before I finally left. I think I quit going out in service because I had too many questions of my own, how could I answer anyone elses, or try to "sell" them something I didn't use or want myself.

mrs rocky2

Don't remember the last door, but remember the conversation I had with the congregation secretary when he wanted me to turn in a field service report the first month I decided not to report. He was just sure I must have talked about Jehovah to someone during the month, and couldn't I please report at least one hour. Told him, yep I did talk about Jehovah during the month, probably at work, but I didn't pay attention to how much time...and that I would be a liar if I reported anything, it just wouldn't be honest. He never bothered me again - it was 8 months after that when I quit going to meetings cold turkey. How can you go to people's doors when you no longer believe this is God's organization? I just didn't have the heart to invite people to the Hall when there was so much hypocrisy and absence of true love. You are so right TR about conversations you have with people once they know you no longer are part of Dubdumb. Wonderful conversations! beautiful people! not wicked or evil like we were taught. Mrs R

VeniceIT

hmmm I only went out in service one day after I knew it was all bunk. I was with my parents (who were in the same boat as I) and my sister who needed her time in and some other brother.

I don't think any of my calls were home, but I remember going a few with dad. He left his bookbag in the car and went to some of his long standing calls, and well basically told them in a way that he was no longer gonna be a JW and yada yada yada, we were kinda like 'de witnessing' in a way. It felt so strange. Especially with my sister in the car trying to get her time in (she was Aux pioneering that month) and eventually turned us in, I wonder if she knew what we were up to that day hmmmmm

Ven

Wolfgirl

LOL Venice!

I'm in the same boat as joannadandy. My time had really dropped off because I was having so many doubts. How could I go out and try to convince someone that the JWs were right when I wasn't sure myself? I have no idea when the last time I went out was. Fall of 2000 sometime, I think.

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