Everybody's gottem. I know I can remember a few.
Once there this guy who came to the door who looked like a muscle man, very big and tough-guy looking and it put me off a bit. I went through my little speech as fast as I could. When I finished, he spoke and his voice was that of a little girl?s! Like Minnie Mouse (sp?) or something. Poor guy. Damn it was all I could do to keep from laughing out loud.
Once a lady came to the door in a see through negligee, very sexy. I stumbled through my words and she just stood there smiling.
One Saturday morning I went out with my brother-in-law. We rang a doorbell and when no one came to the door he insisted on keeping up with the doorbell ringing. I said to him, "Come on, let?s go". But he was determined to make them come to the door. He just kept ringing that doorbell. Well, the guy finally did come to the door and when he did he lambasted my jackass brother-in-law for waking up his wife who was in bed with terminal cancer. I have to admit that watching my pious JW brother-in-law get humbled that way gave me great pleasure.
My best door to door experience came the day I that realized what I was doing was wrong. I was walking along and for the first time it hit me that I was trying to get people to join a way of life that I really didn?t think was any better than what most people had (and maybe worse), nor that I really believed in myself. It was a moment of clarity and self-realization. I stopped, turned around, and went back to my car and that was the last day going of door to door for me. It was the beginning of the end for me as a JW.