Wasting time???? That was unheard of... I remember going out in frigid cold and the car being locked up so we couldn't sit in it for a few minutes to warm up. In the winter we would have territory on the waterfront and in the summer would have to work inner city areas.
We would be stuffed in the one car (sometimes 10 of us) to go to a territory. (This was in the 60s) My partner and I (we were just kids...10-14 years old) would walk as slowly as we could from house to house. I remember being so hot and thirsty that I sat down on a porch step for a few minutes, but the brother in charge of the group caught me and gave me a talking about being lazy. So, we would take a break inside the house...in the entryway of a house where no one was home. All we would do is to sit on the steps for a few moments.
I loved rainy Saturdays...we would go out for maybe an hour instead of the three hours we always put in.
We never took coffee breaks, either, until a pioneer from another part of the country joined the congregation and told us about it. The elders didn't like the idea of taking any kind of breaks, so it depended on who was in charge of the group if we got a coffee break or not.