As the years wore on, I started faking everything:
I did the "pioneer shuffle."
The soft-knock
The fake-knock
Waiting at the door and pretending the doorbell worked, when it was obvious it didn't. (Do this one when you are alone at the door and dubs are across the street looking your way.)
The 10 minute wait at the door at the house with the For Sale Sign, open windows with no drapes and no furniture and fifty million old newspapers on the porch, just to "make sure" no one is at home.
Making a local RV before going 100 miles to unassigned terrory and making the same RV when I got back gave me 4 EXTRA HOURS! The key to this one is to make absolutely SURE the RV will not be at home on both calls. Not at home RVs = more return visits and more time to count!
Rounding up my time slip by 30 to 50 hours when I was pioneering.
Having a huge fake magazine route.
Fake street work at 3:00 am
Buying 100 each of Watchtower and Awake!s to "look good" knowing I would only place about 1/4 of them.
Night "witnessing" at the local bars.
Counting time from when I woke up to after I had finished lunch and got home when I gave hour talks
Did I feel guilty? You bet. Did I think Jehovah was going to kill me? Sure I did. Did I do all that stuff anyway? Damn right I did!
Then one day it all dawned on me. "This religion is based upon the Bible-Based Doctrine known as 'salvation through report cards.'
Farkel