Great posts.
Maybe the most benefit I got out of being an elder was having a key to the file cabinet in the DFing room so I could find the letter that the Secretary of my previous congregation in California sent to the new PO after we moved to our new congregation. While asking my new Gestapo PO about my being reappointed as a MS, my Gestapo PO told me that Bro. Previous Secretary had said some pretty uncomplimentary things about me so who the fuck was I to even be considered as a non-apostate and what the hell right even did I have to come to what I considered as a greater need area (obscenities mine). He had read the uncomplimentary part right out of the letter, which he did not show me at the time of course.
Years later when I've got THE KEY, because Bro. Gestapo is not around anymore and I'm an elder, I make a copy of the letter to treasure for all time. Turns out that the "uncomplimentary" stuff was indeed in the letter, but in a greater context of basically a very favorable recommendation (the negative part was what I had improved FROM).
So Mr. Gestapo Bastard P.O. had read just the BAD part, completely out of context, to make the letter say just the opposite of what it meant. My family and I were stressed over this bad recommendation from my previous Secretary for some time. I didn't even call my old congo to get more info because one of my big motivations for moving was my low regard for all THOSE dudes on my old BOE. I laughed and laughed when I saw the letter in its entirety.
Now I realize it was just another in a long line of nails in the coffin.
"I ALWAYS WANTED TO BE A ELDER AND NOW I ARE ONE" (Lots and lots struck me like that. Maybe even me too, until I realized that elders have to eat even MORE shit than publishers do, so there ya are with that bein-a-elder-so-I-kin-git-more-respect notion: downthetubes)