A crappy attitude. I would hope for the assemblies to get cancelled for snow. I hoped for the meetings to get cancelled, too. I would hope no one shows up for service. When I went to a door and it was my turn to talk, I hoped that the person would be another "Not Interested!" or not at home. I hoped for a long call to be not at home, and for them to take all day to find the street when I knew where it was. I liked one day when I found a bee's nest in one of the trees near the Kingdumb Hell entrance (so that the people would get stung and driven away from the meetings). I liked it when the meeting attendance would dip into the 40s, and I hoped for it to drop into the 30s and even the 20s. When the sound system would mess up--I was hoping that the Kingdumb S*** tape would get eaten.
Oh yes, and all those rap CDs I started amassing in mid 1999. Starting in 1998, I gained back music I had to throw away for the Tower. I started including rap and dirty R&B from the 1990-1995 period in 1999, and current rap and dirty R&B in 2001. Much of it glorifies sex, violence, and drugs and is full of swearing. I bet the hounders would have had a stroke if they were to go through all my music now. Remember, they wanted me to get rid of all of it and replace it with Kingdumb S*** when I came in.