well i did it! I am still actually wearing my shirt and tie as I type this. I can assure you this morning was torture...
I mean, I like the people I was out with but I hate pple seeing me and thinking I am brainwashed. I see people looking at us as they drive by, pple abrubtly showing they are definitely not interested and me standing there wanting to say " i dont blame you"
I got paired up with an 8 year old boy, good kid, but i dont agree with sending little kids out so I took every door, As much as i hated that I had to spare him the misery. he kept reaching into his case to get out his invitation and I would step up and knock. hehe, after i told him to tell his mother that I made him take every door!
Near the end of the morning the wife called my cell from work, she didnt know i was out so she was "so proud" of me for going.... it actually ticked me off that she said that. I wasnt even going to tell her I went cause i dont want her to think that "i'm coming around". I absolutely hate service.
I think I need to tell her that I dont want my friends and family to change, but that I cant in good conscience go in service anymore cause I dont believe everything the org. says. She wont like it but I cant express how much I hated this morning. I HATED, HATED, HATED IT!
Thanks Lil for your comments, its nice to know Im not alone in this situation.
Still............