I wish I'd have thought of that too. But I wouldn't have been able to do it. Everyone I went out in service with was a better witness than me. Even when I was pioneering, I'd always hope nobody would answer when it was my turn. I used to get so nervous in the ministry that I would have to pee every 15 minutes. A lot of people were annoyed with me.
JWs just came to my door and didn't even knock
That's funny, I wish I had thought of that back then. I just used to knock very very lightly.
Ok, this thread just proves how incredibly evil the whole process is! It's unnatural!
I don't understand what's with those young men, not knocking on your door. For shame! Shouldn't they feel the urgency of the times, given that Armageddon is only--
Oh. There isn't a date.
Oh really? That's what they say now?
Aherm...well I withdraw my comment.
"I just used to knock very very lightly."
That's what you do when there's no doorbell and you're with working with Sister Pioneer. ;-)
I've been second guessing myself about this all day. I wish now that I had opened the door and just invited them to shoot the shit for a while, so they didn't have to knock on anyone else's door. If I had done it in a roundabout way, so they didn't know I was df'ed, I might have been able to "plant some seeds".
I was at one of my cleaning jobs about a year ago and saw the JW's coming I kept waiting for the door bell to ring. There were two sisters about 40 something working together and a young sister in her late teens or early 20's working by herself house over house. The home I clean for has this very loud door bell you can hear it through out the whole house and in the back yard. The door bell never rang. When I went to leave I saw the track in the door. I stuck it in my cleaning stuff and threw it away. So much for this meaning everyones life. I guess the people I clean for Jehovah does not want to live forever
I wish I could have gotten away with the fake ring or the door tapping. Instead, the person who trained me insisted that a knock was supposed to be a very hard bang on the beam, not a tap on the door. And, when we hit the doorbell, they would always insist on knocking at least once in case the doorbell was busted (again, a very hard bang, or series of very hard bangs, on the beam) just so there was no possible way for the householders to not hear it.
It all sounds so crazy. Why were we doing this anyway?