An elder in a previous congregation used to bore the pants of everyone each time he went up on the platform. When ever he gave a public talk it was like sitting at an insurance seminar.
I must say though he was a nice guy although stuck rigid and by the book brooklynne style. One day he came up to me and asked if i could give him a lift to a hall about 60 miles away. I was to polite to say i cant. So i humbly did my bit for Jehovah and drove him to this hall to give his talk.
All i remember thinking was ,what is everyone thinking here. He must have used about 40 scriptures and neither raised or lowered his tone of voice all the way through the talk. I thought it would never end. But hey i did my bit for jehovah and that hall was surely blessed to hear such wise from the heart counsel