This is the title of an article in the Sept 1, 2000 Watchtower, which a JW brought to my door this morning. My husband answered, and it was very apparent that the woman was brand new to door-to-door work, and her companion was encouraging her. It was Saturday "push the mags" day, and so hubby asked if she had any Technical mags... he loves to play with them when they come to the door. The woman got so flustered, she pulled just about every mag out of her book bag, dropped them twice, and was shaking like a leaf! All the while, hubby was grinning and playing with her head. I finally took pity on the poor dub and took her mags just to get a couple of things to rip apart. I threw the Afake's in the rubbish, and looked over the two Wackytower's. Guess the dubs who are still left are chomping at the bit for their "paradise" Do they know how to wait?
Hell yes! 122 years worth of waiting! I'm just 'waiting' for them to make their return visit. Then it's MY turn for fun!
RCat