Were You Successful In The Ministry? (page 3)

Undecided

Three familes, about eight I think.

Ken P.

rocketman

Speaking of return visits, once I placed mags, I hardly ever found the persons on RVs. I used to wonder how I found them at home in the first place.

Also, I could not, in good conscience, ever go past the initial call and maybe a magazine route, because I would always think 'my god, do I really want these people to have to come to 5 meetings/week and change practically everything about their lives?' I could not bring myself to really recommend the jw way of life.

Holey_Cheeses*King_of_the juice.

Some enviable records listed - rocketman, undercover, freeman. Years of service and no disciples.

cheeses' record - about 18 years, a few bible studies = no converts. Not even own children (thank cheeses).

cheeses (of the theocratic-service-equalled-one-great-f******-waste-of-time-class)

greven

Placed mags but never did RV's. No succes thank God!

A friend of mine from school became interested in religion. My mum prompted me to invite him to the hall, but i never did. Somehow I did not want him to come...this started me thinking!

Greven

Holey_Cheeses*King_of_the juice.

In absentia, I would like to present the record of my loathesome father-in-law - nearly 70, raised in the truth, will die in the truth, and is proud of the fact that he helped ONE (and not me) person into the fold. Six children, all of whom are totally opposed. Around 55 years of active service. Not exactly reaping rich rewards. He's got a big future with the borg

cheeses

minimus

That is the point of this thread! With all the hours put into preaching, what REALLY is the result? ZERO, that's what.

bittersweet

I certainly wasn't successful from the Orgs point of view. Now that I'm out I consider myself successful in NOT getting anybody into the org.

I auxiliary pioneered often, out of duty, but I hated it. I always knocked softly, hoping the householder wouldn't answer the door. I always let my companion have the houses that had cars in the driveway. I hated return visits, and I would do them when I knew they probably weren't home. I had one return visit that if I saw her car in the driveway, I would say it was her boyfriends car, and that he hated witnesses,lol.

The only person my mom ever brought into the org became an apostate a few years later. That always makes me laugh! She doesn't find it amusing though, hee hee.

caligirl

I worked very hard NOT to be. I was very good at "observing" or knocking very softly so as not to have anyone actually answer the door.

JH

All I would say is that I was back in the neighborhood again and wanted to give the 2 latest magazines to them.

One of the last times I went out in the field service, I was with an elder and he told me not to offer magazines too easily. He said that cost money you know. Place words instead. Our magazines are too valuable to just give away to anyone. Talk with them, that's free.

Was he a stingy guy or what???

Walking back to the car, he found something on the ground, stooped down and picked it up and put it in his pocket. It looked like an old screw. He said, people pay for that, it's worth something...

Francois

I was extremely successful.

Not only did I never bring anyone into the cult in my 25 years, but I perfected the art of throwing a rolled-up Awake! and WT squarely through the door of a laundromat at 70 mph to get my time started.

I also was king of the mountain when it came to dawdling at the Waffle House. I could turn two eggs scrambled soft with ham, grits, hasbrowns and an order of toast into at least an hour and a half of slow consumation.

Not only all this, but I was never equalled at determining exactly which house on a street full of houses had no one at home.

I was the king of kartography as well. I always identified the territory card furthest away from the kingdom hall and, with a little effort, could identify the route to it that had the most stop lights, and took the longest to traverse (along with having at least one Waffle House).

I figger that in my 25 years I actually spoke to no more than 53 people at the door. I was good; I was very good. And with all that, I reported at least 12 hours a month 30 mags, 5 books, 10 back calls (that's what we called 'em back then) and a study. And I did all that while at the same time adroitly avoiding being considered MS material. I argued everything with the elders, right down to the finest points. And I won most of those arguments, too. You know how the elders hated to lose an argument to a mere publisher. Occasionally, I would wear a gabardine leisure suit with ankle boots to the Sunday meeting just to piss 'em off. And to put a fine point on it, I'd splash on about a third of a cup of English Leather cologne. You couldn't smell anything else in the entire Kingdom Hall. Hehehe.

Yep. I was damned successful. And proud of it.

francois

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