Let me be clear, I don't like you. Why you continue to show up day after day is beyond me. I've tried being subtle; I lock my doors, put a very dark curtain over my bedroom window, and pull the covers over my head. Yet you persist.
Don't you know it's rude to show up well before you're welcome? I've told you time and again that I prefer you drop by anytime after 11. Was I somehow unclear??
Make no mistake, I understand it's your job. It's your duty to call on me, like a relentless Jehovah's Witness. But this is my home, my sanctuary. I have the right to demand peace and quiet here.
In my opinion, you are disrespectful. You blatantly refuse to honor my boundaries, and often it feels as if you're laughing in my face. You're doing it now!
I have no desire to continue this dysfunctional relationship with you. Until you start respecting my wishes, I have to ask that you stay away. In the future, if you would like to be welcomed with open arms, heed the following warning: DO NOT SHOW UP UNTIL YOU ARE INVITED.
Good day.
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