Carrying a radio and wearing a couloured vest as conventions, doing a student part at an assembly, having the CO stay, hiding out in 'big wigs room' at the conventions (pretending to be one of their attendants, really just slacking), doing likewise at assemblies as a student earbigwig (like it was cool, the sarcastic remarks toward the speaker were real fun - highly competitive guys these bigwigs)
Actually, I knew I was on my way out of the JW's in an attendants trailer at a DC where we were all slacking off drinking coffee and gossiping. I was listening to this guy talk and thinking he was just stringing together all the JW cliches he could think of in no particular order with no particular meaning or substance, just fine sounding words of waffle to sound like he was with the program, but with no heart in it at all... he was chair of the blood commiittee... then one of the wives (a smart, smart lady who shouldn't be a JW) turned to me and said, 'this sounds like one of your talks...'!
I was mortified (but put on a brave face) coz i thought I was getting away with it... that was my last DC and my last meeting was only weeks away. I was busted... I think I slinked away from the trailer (after a decent interval to not be too obvious) back to my seat (for about the first time in the DC on day 3) with my wife.
I looked around the audience for the final prayer - the first time I ever did that in my holy-of-holy mindset - and couldn't believe how many people were doing likewise. At the same DC I got my assistant attendant fired for slacking off. We were at a remote location and they sent a bus to take him away... fuck.... what a wanker I was...