Neil and I are enjoying our typical Sunday afternoon snuggle on the sofa. We're watching some really boring TV and flipping through the channels. Then somebody knocks at the door, sending my two little dogs into a barking frenzy. (Not out of protectiveness, mind you, but they're convinced that anyone who knocks is visiting THEM. ) I open the door to a very nicely dressed man with his little girl (about 6), dressed in their finest field service garb. I immediately know who they are because of the bookbags, they didn't even have to introduce themselves. LOL! But the father simply says, "Hello ma'am. We're out in the neighborhood this afternoon, sharing in our bible ministry. We'd like to leave you the latest magazine we're sharing." Neil in the background goes, "Who is it?" I couldn't even say anything. I just look at him and smile really big. I was hoping my smile states "I am about to have some fun!!!" LOL!!! I look back at the gentleman as he hands me a May 2004 Watchtower and says, "I won't keep you as it looks like you're dogs might get out. Have a nice day." As he turns to leave, the little girl looks at me with the most forlorn little face. I think she wanted to play with my dogs.
I didn't even get a chance to say "thank you" or "I have my own religion" or "I'm an evil apostate with a crucifix in my hallway." This is the first JW to come to my front door EVER! I'm so disappointed. I really wanted to chat and I didn't get to say ONE word!!! I didn't even get a chance to be a "householder". I feel so jipped!
Is the Theocratic Ministry School teaching ANYTHING nowadays???