Why does it always happen!

My postman/hermes delivery etc have all seen me in my dressing gown. Usually, chores are done and then I shower and dress.
Also, I sleep very poorly and could be up and 6, or up at 11am.

What about a notice on the door stating " Shift worker , under No circumstances knock on this door". Unplug the landline and switch off your mobile.
If someone comes to the door and you are in your dressing gown you have already provides an explanation with the door notice.

Every night is a bad night....I only drop off by midnight , if not , later. Woe betide anyone who knocks before 9- I won't answer . After 9, I will answer in my dressing gown, which stays on till I'm ready to go out shopping or whatever and that's only after 2pm. All my neghbours know that . And family ?

many of them must have thought that I was the local 'tart!
GreenGran; My word, you're going back a long way and you have obviously clung onto the memory Regardless of the context you must have looked very attractive, otherwise you wouldn't even have got second glances. Perhaps it was your Judo physique!?
Hope you've retained that in as good a shape as your memory!

Rufus2 Back in the 50's, when judo first came to this country, I was the only female in our local club. We all used to go to the pub after the session finished. It was considered very amusing to throw the "Didn't recognise you with your clothes on" remark in my direction. As I was always the lone female among maybe 20 men it provoked many interested glances from other people in the pub. I'm sure that many of them must have thought that I was the local 'tart!'

Ive got the perfect solution.
Go to bed in your bamboo jumpsuit, like me...
and then you can answer the door and no one suspects it is not pyjamas...

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I wouldn’t answer the door if I wasn’t dressed.whoever it was if it’s the postman and we have a parcel then it gets left in safe place.

When DD worked from home to a shift pattern, all delivery men and postmen knew that if she was on her computer working - and they could see that because her desk was in the bay window of a front room, the nature of her job meant she couldn't leave it and that they should go round the back and leave whatever they were delivering on the kitchen doorstep.

They also got used to her coming to the door in nightwear on days when she had worked a shift that ended in the small hours.

Our study also has a bay window at the front and any one coming to the door can certainly they see me and from some angles DH.

Once when I was in alone, I was very tired, I and stretched out on the settee in the bay window with a rug over me, I looked up at one point and saw a cold caller coming towards the house, so I hurriedly pulled the rug over my head and tucked my toes in and then lay there very very still, for about 5 minutes. Fortunately, he couldn't see into the bay while at the front door and he eventually walked away. I stayed there until I felt really sure that if he turned around he wouldn't see me.

Paperbackwriter I use rollers because, following an operation I only have half the muscle on my back and am unable to hold a hairdryer in place long enough to blow dry my hair (also my hair is very fine and blow drying isn't very effective - even the hairdresser has problems!)

My neighbour called in again this morning (at the much better time of 11.00) - I was fully dressed, hair and make up done - have to say he didn't look too traumatised from yesterday's experience!

I am not fazed about opening the door in my nightie, but it is very long and looks like a robe or a dress as it is a plain colour.
I buy them online and most are a dark red colour.

My hair is a short cut so easy to manage. I just have to put my fingers through it and you can't tell I have just got up except for the creases in my face and that I can't open my eyes fully

I'm just amazed anyone still uses rollers!

I am generally well dressed in lovely clothes usually made by me. My home is for the mostpart in a reasonable state. However, you take me as you find me and if you disapprove then tough s--t. I really don't care.

I am hopeless in the mornings, rarely up before 9, hate getting wet as soon as I get out of bed. So if I am not going anywhere then I slop around in pyjamas doing domestic things, and even walked dogs in same. (Note to self, pyjamas wearing out, but more.). In summer it's straight into swimmie.

I would never not open the door because I was in pyjamas, wouldn't make any difference as the door is glass. Next door, other neighbours and DHL guy quite used to this. I suppose it is a plus that we live in the middle of nowhere.

Men rarely notice what you look like.

nice to see you with your clothes on" every time I saw him!
Back in my bowling days, whenever meeting a lady bowler wearing "civvies", not uniform, it was considered de rigueur to greet with "Good Morning Mary; didn't recognise you with clothes on"

I’m with Teetime here, it’s called Sods Law. I never meet people at the shops when I’m done up and dusted. People never pop in for a cuppa when I’ve cleaned the house. What confuses me, is how do these folk know when to appear? One of life’s mysteries......

Because our house is quite isolated, there are CCTV cameras so I can look in the monitor to see who is there. I have to admit though that, unless it is definitely someone I do not wish to see, I am too curious not to answer the door.

No matter how you think you look, you can be sure that the postie/milkman/courier has seen much worse or much funnier. You are not the only person who has ever answered the door in a state of undress or with your hair in rollers. I have quite often answered the door wrapped in a large towel and I don't think the postie had a heart attack or assumed I was issuing an invitation!

Put your phone on answer for the times you will be in bed or not in any position to answer it. Its your life to do as you wish you are not accountable to anyone Don't make such an issue of it as I am sure if the caller needs to contact you with an urgent matter, hopefully not that urgent, they will find a way.

If I don't want to answer the front door then I don't unless there is a very good reason to do so.

I think it would appear very rude if the caller realises you are in and just ignoring them.

I wouldn't worry about it! None of your neighbours business what time you get up - luckily , he did call after 9 anyway.
For all he knew, you were getting ready to go out later!
I can remember a time when I was about 17, home alone but on holiday from work. Just making myself a cooked breakfast, not dressed, but in a long length dressing gown, belt tightly tied, when there was a knock on the door - it was the rather dishy milkman calling for his money!
He all but invited himself in for breakfast until I shut the door in his face ! For months after he used to come out with the naff saying " nice to see you with your clothes on" every time I saw him !

I used to work night duty. I had friends who thought it was okay to phone for a chat at 2 in the afternoon. I asked if they got many calls at 2am, no but its the afternoon I was told. They couldn't understand the concept if I got to bed at 11 am after working all night, 9 pm until 8 am. It was like 2 in the morning to me. Or delivery drivers who rung the doorbell looking for someone. My name was on the door and it usually wasn't me they were looking for..it drove me to distraction not to mention tiredness.

I am quite puzzled as to why people feel so obligated to open the front door if they are in bed attire, hair curlers, are unwell, were asleep or just feeling plain old unfriendly? If I don't want to answer the front door then I don't unless there is a very good reason to do so.

Surely these days people have letterboxes, online deliveries can be left if there is a designated safe place and friends and family would text if visiting?

A week or so back I believe I shocked our postie by actually being dressed when I answered the door! Because of the queue for our single bathroom (4 of us), I am often not dressed until very late morning, getting on with household chores in my ratty old dressing gown until I get the opportunity to make myself presentable!

When I was studying (as a mature student) I would often get up at 6.00am and start work in my dressing gown. I would only at I wasn’t dressed when the postman knocked on the door at about 10.00am. I was never sure if he believed me when I said I had been working for hour or not.

I have a wonderfully big,cozy, woolly bear dressing gown and I’m loathe to get dressed in the mornings if I don’t have to so the postie is now quite used to my dishevelled state.