I have glass panels on both sides of my front door. Recently somebody was knocking, and I just stared at them til they shuffled off, it was glorious.
I hear a pickup truck brake in front of my house. The jangle of a tow hitch is a dead giveaway. I'll just lay there on my couch in my underwear reading a book with the fan on and ignore them. Suddenly, I'll notice a darkening of the ambient light and turn to see them looking through the jalacy and screen window using their hands like horse blinders. They mostly see me looking back at them and just leave when I turn back to reading.
...that's when I know it's time to mow the fucking lawn again.
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