When they come a knocking.....you can hold the cross up, ......or a smurf, ya know they have been known to shred wt lit. to pieces. nojw
Things to do when they come knocking
by Skimmer 23 Replies latest jw friends
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Skimmer
I found my copy of _Studies in the Scriptures_ (Vol. 1, "The Divine Plan of the Ages", complete with the Egyptian flying goober on the front) and the little blue pyramid fold-out is still there and in good shape after over hundred years (Copyright 1886, The Watch Tower Bible and Tract Society, Brooklyn, NY). It's ready for the next knocker.
I also have some print-outs ready on the 1975 cover-up and the Big List (about a hundred pages) of failed WTBTS prophecies; bot are backed up by plenty of WTBTS verbatim references.
Now should I spring any of these on the uninvited callers right away, or should I first let them have a chance to give their complete sales pitch? I'd really like to get a copy of the latest WTBTS reference CD-ROM although I doubt if these are usually carried around in the field service. Would their love of placing paid literature be enough to keep them from running in fear from "old light"?
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Liberated
Wow, Comf!!
Now that is a field service experience worth sharing!
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Abaddon
I've always been torn between;
A) A careful, considered discussion, not triggering any cult flight reflex, but planting nice ticky ticky mind bombs, and asking to be called on again so I could continue the work.
B) Inviting them in, skinning up a joint, and having my (naked) girlfriend serve them tea, whilst doing the above.
C) If it was a nice fresh virgin pioneer sister, seducing her (with or without my girlfriend being there).
B and C are possible, but I think I'd probably go for A.
I once called on a apartment block, and was doing the speaker 'phones.
This woman answered and I introduced myself. She said "What do you look like"?
I resisted the temptation to say 6'2" blond blue eyes and said 5'7", brown hair, brown eyes (I was only 14).
She asked "Do you wear glasses", to which I replied "No, but I wear contact lenses". At this she said "You're not the one I want", and put the phone down.
I still wonder what she wanted and for what.
I also remember this woman answering the door or rather talking through the door... it was all glass but that obscure glass... either she had pink pygamas with a brown puch or she was naked.
Again, I was about 14.
After that field service went downhill.