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I don't know why this is seen as acceptable. It really bugs the sh*t outta me and often I just won't answer the door, even when it's obvious I'm home.
I am not always dressed appropriately for visitors, my house is often a pig sty (that comes with the territory of being alone all day with a toddler and an Aspie 4 yr old and no one but me to pick up everyone's crap), and I'm just not prepared for unexpected small talk or something that will immediately require my attention. Make an appointment...or something. It just seems like that's the way civilized people would do things. Even DHL and UPS call me before they deliver- I love that. They don't just ring the doorbell.

I really just don't understand why anyone would ever do this. Especially in this, the age of instant communication.

I also hate to answer my phone when it's an unknown number- I know that's my problem... but the drop-by or pop-in, that's just other people being annoying.
Ok... rant over.
Shh...someone's knocking...

I agree!

Have you asked those that ''drop by'' if they could please call you beforehand or make an appointment? If so, they seem to have issues with respect for your boundaries...

I'm the same way about this, I hate it and I think it's intrusive. I too am usually in a state of undress; in the summer especially, I walk around in my underwear only, and in the winter I'm in my pajamas as soon as I get home from work or shopping or any other outside activity. And I also don't always manage to keep my place looking tidy and respectable enough for a visitor's eyes. I have executive functioning problems in that area.

I also hate it when the post delivers something that won't fit through the letter slot in my door (I'm in the UK) and the letter carrier has to knock on my door to deliver it to me.

In my building there is an overly-friendly (read: overly NOSY) culture of life here, and people feel free to knock on each others' doors. I value my privacy and my solitude and I can't stand living this way.

That's probably very common among people on this forum.

I dislike people showing up unannounced, but it's also just as bad (if not worse) for me when they give very short notice (which I consider anything less than one hour). I feel like I have to rush to get a bunch of stuff done, and it stresses me out very badly.

I don't have the problem of people dropping by unannounced. In fact, I hardly ever get any visitors at all, and when I do I'd rather get out of the apartment and actually do something that makes me feel as if I have a life outside my home. And they have to call me beforehand because I have no working doorbell, I asked the landlord if it could be fixed or replaced and he said it couldn't, and I almost never hear it when they knock.

That drives me insane too. You may not be dressed or presentable. I usually pretend I am not home too. The worse instance is where the person who shows up is there to stay with you in your home for an unspecified time period....that sends me into a panic attack every time. Here in Jamaica people seem to lack social graces by the standards of other countries, and my husband's baby mother loves to send one or both of her kids over to our already shoe-boxed sized one bedroom apartment. We have very little money and she sends her kids to eat off all the food, leaving us none for days. She also loves to send her 11 year old son here when he is sick, and no his dad is not even here, just me alone left to deal with a contagious and already very annoying kid. My nerves cannot take it. I work from home and this kids never stops talking so I cannot concentrate. I have to lock myself in my windowless bedroom just to get anything done, it's terrible and I hate having someone around me who is coughing and putting germs all over my house, it makes me go crazy. I would never have sent one of my kids to someone else's home when they are contagious that is just inconsiderate and nervy.

I used to be the person who did the unexpected drop-bys in college because the environment was so laid-back. I liked to talk to professors a lot. They were often in their offices even when it wasn't their "office hours." Most times they didn't mind.

Now that I don't live in a college dorm and have a job, it pisses me off when people call unexpectedly and say they're dropping by, or when people knock on my door at eleven pm and ask if I want to go out for drinks. No. That entails I have to get ready and look presentable and often I have planned sections of the day already. Several times I've just gone with them anyway without bitching (practice, I guess), but I'd prefer being asked at least two days ahead of time.

I'm just the same, I just hate it when people ring at the interphone of my apartment. People I know always call me before they come, that being friends and family, I'm always ok to welcome people over, but I hate it when people just show up. And very often it's people trying to sell stuff, or crazy Jehovah witnesses or ret*d Mormons.
Has for my postman when he has a package, I agreed with him that he rings 3 times quickly so I know it's him, otherwise when it's another postman I don't answer and let him put a notice in my box and I'll go pick up my package at the post office the next day. Has for UPS, DHL or FedEx, they usually call before coming, and usually I pretty know which days they will be coming. And it's not because sometimes I'm not dress appropriately because I don't care, it's just that I hate being bothered.
But recently I almost got finned, in France you need to pay a television tax, if you own a TV (doesn't matter if you use it to watch TV, or just to play DVD's or play video games or use it has a computer screen) you need to pay annually that specific tax, and I didn't declared I owned a TV, and so a tax controller came over to see if I actually didn't own a TV, and she rang and the downstairs interphone and I didn't answer, but she managed to enter the building and rang directly at my front door, I didn't answer but knew I was there. And she ended up leaving a notice in my mailbox saying she came, she knew I was home, could hear the TV and told me I had 1 week to regulate my situation and declare I had a TV otherwise I'll be finned and charged 5 years worth of TV taxes.