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On being a lady

The man at the door asked me if I was the lady of the house. I thought -

...how do you know I don't have a female partner?
...or perhaps I live with my sisters and we're all the ladies of the house?
...or how can you tell I'm a Lady, and not, say, a Countess?
...and even if I am this household's head female, why would you want me in particular as opposed to any other theoretical human in this household who might be entitled to spend money, since all you're doing is selling stuff door-to-door?
...or are you just trying to sound polite, and instead making me wonder what century you've come to me from? And where are all my servants, now that you've implied them?


Nov. 25th, 2011 03:14 pm (UTC)
These questions all make perfect sense to me...
Nov. 25th, 2011 03:23 pm (UTC)
That works rather well as poetry.
Nov. 25th, 2011 03:29 pm (UTC)
Are you sure he wasn't confusing you with the Madame of the brothel next door?

I'll get me coat...
Nov. 25th, 2011 03:37 pm (UTC)
Nov. 25th, 2011 03:46 pm (UTC)
You can't ALL be ladies of the house. Clearly you would have to fight for the privilege.
Nov. 25th, 2011 05:07 pm (UTC)
I hadn't realized being a lady was like a non-lethal version of being a Highlander.
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Nov. 25th, 2011 05:18 pm (UTC)
By this time, I assume he'd wandered off?
Nov. 25th, 2011 05:59 pm (UTC)
I side-stepped my thought process and asked him what he was here to sell. He then blathered a little which is why I had time to keep thinking.

I felt sorry for him, but not enough to prolong the exchange or buy anything. He's one of the ex-cons we get coming around every few weeks, saddled with trying to sell cleaning supplies door-to-door as part of a rehabilitation/getting references for work thing.

P.S. So really, he would have been better off asking for the housekeeper than the lady of the house.

Edited at 2011-11-25 06:00 pm (UTC)
Nov. 25th, 2011 05:29 pm (UTC)
That question always seems to imply that there might be some itinerant women lurking about the house, pretending to be the owner in order to buy things from door to door salesmen. Of course, such women would immediately cave in and admit this when asked to confirm their status.

It really is nonsense.
Nov. 25th, 2011 06:38 pm (UTC)
I had a cold caller on the phone use that phrase recently - really bizarre, esp as it instantly signalled him as being somebody I could put the phone down on straight away, regardless of the fact that it's such a weird phrase to use.
Nov. 25th, 2011 07:56 pm (UTC)
I remember being asked by a door-to-door salesman if my parents were in, I was 22 at the time!