Curse you all-glass, totally see-through front doors!

We were sitting down to breakfast the Saturday before last.

Sitting down to breakfast

The dog started barking.

Mr. French went to the door.

They appeared to be either sales people or Jehovah’s Witnesses.

I was wearing this.

Yes, these are my pajamas.

I really wanted to take a shower.

Now there's a true dilemma.

My bedroom is on the other side of the all-glass, totally see-through front doors.

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Filed under Mr. French, Oversharing, The Dog, This is going to be really funny one day

3 responses to “Curse you all-glass, totally see-through front doors!

  1. Jan

    The breakfast table photo is PRICELESS!

  2. Anne

    I was in the middle of painting at one point when JW (or Mormon’s, I can never remember which!) stopped by and actually offered to help me paint. I told them thank you, but I was actually finishing up for the day. They were very persistent (to the point of annoyance) saying how much they’d like to help, etc. I practically had to shut the door in their faces and I wasn’t trying to be rude. Sorry about your glass doors…you can’t hide when you have those.

  3. redchampagne

    Whoa, that would scare me too. Seems odd too.

    Most of the people I’ve encountered have been polite. I do wonder, in this day and age, why anyone does door-to-door sales anymore. I hide as much as possible because if they think I’m going to buy something standing at my door, they’ve got another thing coming.

    Mr. French actually enjoyed talking to them (JW) and they finally just left after about a half hour.

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