to hide when dh invites the postman in for a cup of tea

[GeorgeEliot]

new postman (although dh would not have known that). I was working from home and had a deadline to meet. Did not want to spend 20 mins making polite conversation to postie.

Dh also invited the Ocado delivery man in for a cup of tea, but he declined but said he'd love to next time.

Dh thinks you have to offer tea to everyone who comes to the door.

I dunno, I would saunter past wearing something low cut and skimpy and put on a deep husky voice... that should stop DH from being so liberal with the kettle!...

I should add that I offer to make tea if people come to the house to do a job which will require them to stay for longer than 10 minutes.

haha squeaky don't think dh (or the postie) would notice!!

I wouldn't ever think of offering a passing person a cup of tea, only if they're going to be there for a few hours - certainly not the postie or a delivery person - I've just always assumed they're on such strict schedules these days that it would be slightly tortorous - offering tea but them being unable to drink it due to deadlines!

I can't say i've ever worked as a postie or a delivery driver though, so it's purely based on my perception of seeing them as quite busy.

Should i offer in future then? [nosy]

tortuous i mean

Maybe this explains why my post is so late now?

Doesn't the postman have a schedule to keep? What a bizarre thing to do. Do you live in a village in the 1950s by any chance?

Of course YANBU to get on with your work when you have a deadline.

Your husband invites delivery men in for a cuppa? How odd.
Maybe I'm just rude. I took out post from the post man through the lounge window this morning. He must think I am really rude.

I'd be pretty pissed off if I was waiting for a parcel and found the Postie sipping Earl Grey with a neighbour

It would never occur to me to offer the postie, or any delivery man, in for a cup of tea for the same reasons as gaaagh. I don't think they'd want to come in with the dog barking at them either

our postie makes me sick...

always smiling, singing and getting on with everyone

Couldn't meet a nicer bloke and I know he does get tea and bacon sarnies from some of the neighbours!!

Wish I had as much charm for the ladies he does.

Don't tell dh about the bacon sardines, they'll be queuing up.

Our posties would never have time, they all seem to be rush rush rush, red in the face and out of breath and practically run everywhere.

Your DH invited him in - why did you have to stop working?

I'm guessing it was your DH's lovely nature you fell in love with... you shouldn't resent it now :)

yup - the phrase 'generous to a fault' could have been coined just to describe him...

DorothyGherkins,

I doubt it's their rounds making them all rush, red faced and out of breath

My DH is just like this. Drives me mad sometimes.

He isn't English. ;)

This brings flashbacks to my childhood. My parents were like Ma and Pa Larkin. You could never get a seat at the kitchen table in the mornings. Mum would be serving up bacon butties to the postie, the milkman, the bread man, the bin men, the council grass cutters, the village copper and the vicar who swore us all to secrecy as his wife was a healthfood fanatic who'd kill him if she knew. (Not all at once of course, different people different days)

I guess you don't live in London