I tried the whole "clean and scrub store floors all night'' to support pioneering. I knew very soon it was madness. I was eternally tired, miserable, sick from the propane fumes the buffer put off and generally hated life. The Presiding Overseer as he was called then was the boss and he really held it over your head. I learned to hate the slave driver who had the new house, new car, beautiful family that he never studied with even though he took all the family study parts on the meetings and Circuit Assemblies. What a fraud. Karma's a bitch though. His trophy wife dumped his ass, his son married and his wife cheated on him leading to divorce, the other son was in Bethel and was kicked out for fornication which he hid in the home congregation before he even left for Bethel.
I went to landscaping on my own and slept better and made better money. Best of all I didn't have to deal with that fraud.