Shortly after arriving in the actual mission field I was in my first area with my trainer and we were knocking doors. Since I was still in the early portions of my mission my language skills were still developing and I contributed less to the lessons. I would teach a principle here and there and testify when needed. But answering questions and addressing concerns? Not so much.
So most of the time I was a bump on the log. Very boring stuff. So anyway, we knocking doors one day and a nice elderly couple invites us in and we teach the first lesson. I play my part and then my companion takes over completely at the end to address the wife's concerns which were many. So I'm sitting there in the penetrating heat of a Mexican summer in the desert, bored because I'm following everything that's being said, and tired because we walked an average of 10-15 miles per day.
In the middle of this, I fall asleep at some point and I'm not quite sure when. All I know is after some undetermined amount of time, I slowly open my eyes and notice that my head is down over my lap and a string of drool is leaving my mouth and hitting my backpack which was in my lap. My brain takes a few moments to process what's going on and when the moment of realization hits, I jerk up and wipe the drool from my face.
I do a quick check of my surroundings and assess the other people in the room. My companion is turned away from me and engaged with the wife still. She has not noticed anything and isn't looking my way at all. I look over at the husband to see if he's upset by my sleeping only to notice that he feel asleep too! I felt so relieved (and some validation that I wasn't the only one who found my companion extremely boring).
I looked back at my companion and the wife and realized they would still be going at for a good while longer (my trainer wasn't very good at picking up when people weren't interested) so I put my head back down and joined the husband in some quick shut-eye. Very refreshing.
Jajajajajajaja! Qué buena historia.
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