I think there was a brief time - right after I was reinstated for the first and LAST time - that I got really into going out in service.
Other than that - I hated it and never tried to really do good at it. I remember always feeling that it was very rude and presumptuous of me to tell a perfect stranger that their faith was wrong and mine was right - however prettily I put the words. I know I was taught that we were trying to save peoples lives - but it just didn't seem that way to me.
I was never a good JW - not cut out for it! I do laugh about all those times I positioned my body so that my "partner" couldn't see I wasn't really pushing the doorbell button in. LOL! Sometimes I would say, "Wow - you can barely hear that ring from out here, can you?"
I was always mad when someone didn't have a doorbell and I had to knock!