John, reminds me of the episode where it was our book study's turn to clean the toilets and the elder that had that book study was busy with the others in the meeting room. At one point I must have gotten irritated and slammed the bucket around a little ( ajoining wall to meeting room ) as he came out and explained he had had business to take care of and would help after, which was just a quick token wipe down of counter tops.
To be honest when I was new it felt like a priviledge at first.
I was on the fast track to being a MS within the same year following my baptism, what burnt me out in the end was the weekday night meetings, they just became too much for me to handle after a while. Just the thought of one now gives me anxiety. I recall that whenever it was announced that the MS and elders had to gather for another meeting on a different night it would make me think of never being able to step up to the plate so to speak. Glad it didn't happen.
Oh and yes being single myself the get a position and have access to a hot sister for marriage was very much out there and in vogue. What a weird bunch to say the least, all due to a bunch of men in NY fancying themselves as God's mouthpiece.