even if it’s open and it’s pretty obvious someone is home.
- When you are downstairs in a bra and pajama pants and it’s 11:00 in the morning.
- When the Jehovah witnesses come around, but disguise themselves as young mothers, dragging their little boys so that you can’t turn them away easily.
- When it’s some republican running for an office you’ve never even heard of, and she hands you some fliers that talk about traditional family values and the sanctity of marriage and you still haven’t brushed your hair from the festivities of the night before.
- When it’s the internet company and they want to put in faster speed service and their current speed is slower than slow and they screwed up your bill and can’t explain what they did and you just got angry at them on the phone that morning.
It’s your house and your door and you can do whatever you want with it. Ignore the persistent knocking. Hide behind the plants in the front window. Shush the cat. They’ll leave.