by Ivor Hope 33 Replies latest jw friends
"placements" were ocassionally returned to me and I wanted to put negative integers (-1) on my field service report. I thought they could deduct the placement for the previous month. A pioneer told me not to, she said they still counted.
The same pioneer had a few long-winded return visits who needed people to talk to. We would nod and say "uh-huh" while they droned on and on. Each one would last about an hour.
Yes forgot --- 20 mins was always an hour --I always rounded UP not down
We used to stand like signposts just holding magazines on the street, but I took it a step further. Since I wasn't speaking to anyone anyway by just standing there, I just stuck a watchtower in my rear passenger window and drove around. I had to do necessary things anyway, like go to restaurants or bars, so why not let the magazines be displayed this way? After all, more people would see them this way, so it must be more productive.
Walter
I would count my daily time without cheating, but at the end of the month, if I didn't have enough hours I added a couple.
I would only cheat if I was below 10 hours a month. Above 10 hours, I didn't cheat because I was in the average.
I didn't just cheat in the hours, but also in the number of magazines and books and new visits. If you start cheating in one column, why not cheat in every...
Yeah, towards the end, my service report contained better fantasy than Tolkein and Heinlein combined.
The secretary would call for my time, knowing full well that I hadn't stepped foot in a kingdom hall for months, yet he wouldn't hesitate to write down my hours and placements for the month.
Geez, I thought I was bad for rounding up after 45 minutes (for me, 45 minutes always equaled an hour. So 3 hours in service was counted as 4. One of my sisters told me this "rule" when I had just became a publisher at around 8 years old. At first I thought it was a legit rule I hadn't heard about, but I kept doing it even after I learned it was bogus).
That suggestion about leaving the magazine in the car is very creative. I wonder which slacker came up with that?
I used to do the fake bell ringing tactic during the few times I'd go out in service after I'd found out the truth about the JW's. Amazingly, somebody actually opened the door despite this tactic once (most likely because they saw me and the person I was working with coming). I just offered them the magazines, and they took it. That was probably the last time I placed something out in service, but I'm not 100% sure I didn't go out at least once or twice after that.
I would only cheat if I was below 10 hours a month. Above 10 hours, I didn't cheat because I was in the average.
LOL! In all the time I was a publisher, I never made 10 hours a month. The most I ever made was 9. I was so proud to be bringing the congregation average down!
Also, I used to round up a lot worse. 5 mins = 30 minutes. Shows how much I talked about the troof.
Rural territory! I always volunteered to drive out into the boondocks. Yeah baby, you could drive for 6 hours and would only talk to a handful of people.
That was the only way to pioneer.
We used to write letters to the "Not-at-Homes" we could never catch at home. It was just a generic letter that I think said something about a paradise Earth, quoted a few scriptures, and gave the local Kingdom Hall's phone number, address and meeting schedule. The time that you spent writing it counted as service. After rough drafts, rewrites and then writing it one last time for good penmanship, I could easily get 2 hours out of one letter. Then you take that one letter to Kinko's and make ten copies.... BAM! 20 hours! (One sister in the congregation used to send letters to the families of people in the obituaries.) For me, the price of a stamp was well worth not having to talk to anyone.
Ditto with me, Dobby!
We used to do a call in town, then drive for 45 minutes. Then back in town... then back out at the end of the day, but, of course, we'd make a "call" at the end of the day back in town. It was the best.
One girl used to knock on the same door every day two doors down from me in "field service" every, every, EVERY day she went out, b/c she knew they would not be home. Then she would go off merrily to the service meeting and count her time through. Very clever, and very stupid. PPL must have thought that she was nuts.
