How do you feel about unexpected visitors?

I’m having a super bad day, for personal reasons.

So my buzzer intercom went and like an “ass” I answered it.

It is a gentleman that “likes” me that I have no interest in. But I had answered, plus, he had come to collect a painting he has bought from me. I had asked him to phone me first or make an appointment to collect. (I am flexible and never let down any appointments made).

He sat here for two hours. All I could see was his mouth moving. We covered topics from, the state of world economy to why I am single, to, Do I have sex? and am I Pisces? (Since there are two wooden fish on my coffee table.) Then the topic of “Why am I moving to the UK”.

I was so frustrated and my head was throbbing so much I wanted to attack him with the said fish.

I had to wait it out since he had called on a friend to take the painting away (it is large). OK, that was my rant.

When I visit, I phone first, I ask if it is OK. I never just appear at anyone’s home, since I realize anything could be going on there at that particular time. Some people maybe love unexpected guests. Are you one of them?!