Date: January 02, 2018 09:54PM
My fellow RMs. How happy were you when the last day of your mission arrived? Did it seem like the weight of the world was lifted from your shoulders? Were you elated that you did not have to endure the ranting’s of an abusive mission president anymore?
For me, I was so happy to know that I would never have to go out and knock on another door and try to convince an already happy person, that they could become happier if they alienate themselves from extended family and friends, gave up 10% of their paycheck, sacrificed their free time from being with their families to perform smothering religious duties and endless callings, and eventually, earn the opportunity to pantomime disemboweling themselves while dressed up as the Pillsbury Dough Boy inside a building that looks like a bowling trophy.
What say you my fellow RMs? Tell us how you felt that last day. Many would love to hear your stories.