I thought a better solution to revoke all those invites and it benefits our Cozy Kingdom Hall, we annouce "We are going to have a Kingdom Hall Cleaning after the Lord's Evening Meal". This solves the problem of all the scrappy and scuzzy people who loath bathing themselves and hate to work. Once they hear the phrase "Kingdom Hall Cleaning" the faders know this is their que "Exit Stage Right Sangglepuss!" to stay home and new potentials to our Kingdom Hall might be willing to hang around and use a sponge instead of soaking us for money. We combat the Sponges with Sponges and dust the flakes off with the threat of a good vacuum or sweeping. Nothing strikes fear into the hearts of a "fader and poser" like the four letter word "WORK", I out do myself, sometimes I say "Aunt Connie how can you be some evil and good at the same time?" I must put my head and be patient like Job, the key is I must keep focused on the great prize of being a Circuit Overseer's wife, "every knee will bend down for me and pay homage" and all the Praise, Pride and Prominence I am due, all those years they owe me big time with big interest! Until that time, it's sitting back and listening to the ramblings of the "mentals", "old people", "thinking of excuses why I hate my parents" and avoiding all the fat and depressed Witnesses who plague our Kingdom Hall currently. Apostates complain Witnesses have a high use of alcoholic beverages yet they fail to remember we are the E.R. of society when it comes to taking care of all the christians tossed out or left behind by the rich churches and clubs. We are the group that attracts all the undesirables, so give us a break and allow us a bottle or two to deal with the stress inflicted on the social workers of christianity.
The Society brings these clowns, carnies and hobos into our house and the angels are quick to throw them out the back door. There has to be a better way to manage all the misfits who desire to socialize with our group, the application and background check is not reasonable on Memorial Night and most of these drug addicts won't remember they attended the glorious event, so what really is the point of it all?