OK, today I took a bold step and answered a knock on the door in my bright yellow house dress with big colourful butterflies printed on it. It is my stay in the house comfort dress. But then there was this knock on the door, that I felt compelled to answer. I looked, well, colourful… and exotic, lets call it exotic.
Two young men stood before me with perfectly respectful expressions on their faces, and from this I knew they wanted to sell me something.
They wanted to sell me an installation of smoke alarms that call the fire department when smoke is detected. We don’t need that. We can’t afford that.
Initially I just said that we weren’t interested. The spokesman for the two persisted in his sales pitch, hopeful that engaging me in a joust of logic would result in my capitulation, as this appeared likely to him.
Finally he came to it, “May I ask why you you won’t have these smoke alarms installed?” He was clearly implying that wasn’t being logical, reasonable, that I wasn’t thinking clearly.
I came right to it, “Because I don’t want want them.” Then I stared at him. Unblinkingly. He didn’t expect that from a woman in a yellow house dress. Then he left, and his companion silently followed.
I closed the front door, looked in the mirror, and I thought to myself, “lucky thing they didn’t know I would say no before the interaction, because if they had, the looks on their faces might not have been quite so neutral.”
Some days you just have it all!
Today I was Super House Dress Woman!
Date: 7:00 PM EDT Wednesday 29 June 2016
Condition: Mostly Cloudy
Pressure: 101.3 kPa
Visibility: 24 km
Wind: NW 8 km/h
“Confidence is the sexiest thing a woman can have. It’s much sexier than any body part.”
I don’t know about this quote. I definitely DID NOT get the impression that these young men were finding my rock solid confidence in the least bit sexy. Hmm…
Lol! Good for you, Super Housedress Woman! I think we need to modify your quote, though.“Confidence is the sexiest thing a woman can have. It’s much sexier than any clothing she might wear.”
Teri, as travel down the old age road, I think I might enjoy visually shocking young men, it could become a hobby! Not really though, I would lose interest pretty fast, it would become same old, same old very quickly. 🙂
Maggie, that was wonderful! One of the real upsides to this aging business is that it’s so darned freeing. Enjoy!
I have a housedress (more of a long length mumu type of dress) that I bought for the hot summer months so I wouldn’t have restrictive clothing all over the body… It’s quite colorful, too, in blues, greens, purples… but I have YET to get up the courage to put it on and wear it!
The other day I was going to go get my mail at the bottom of the driveway and when I opened the side door to step out, two adult women were walking up my driveway and I saw a man and another woman lingering down in the street… I knew they were Jehovah’s Witness people… so I just yelled out to the closer ones “I’m not interested, thank you!” and they did a 180 turn and went back down to the street, to huddle with the other two as to what they should try next. I then proceeded to hobble down my long stairs (which is quite a sight) and slowly hobble down the driveway, all in full view of this JW grouping… and they could see they’d better not mess with me as I was in pain and obviously a grouch!
Thanks Wendy! I love the makin’ lemonade phases of life, that arrive shortly after being hit by all those flying lemons. 🙂
Bex, I’d call that walking the gauntlet, 🙂
I usually wear the house dress on hot days too, when like you, I want to avoid restrictive clothing. I love it, although I know it makes me look like a cliche. But wearing it does separate the men from the boys, so to speak. As i get older I have less and less inclination to speak with humans who can only see the superficial, who make assumptions based on very little information and close their minds accordingly. My house dress identifies those wearing blinkers almost immediately, which is why I knew the young men were selling something, and that my neighbours have a sense of humour.