I think maybe I am a bit.
We're all just having an extended nap (2 toddlers and 5mo pg me lying down to ease spd and reading) and there was a knock at the door. Ignored it. Another knock. Ignored it. Not expecting anyone and no problem with ignoring.
Then the letter box was loudly flapped. A right racket. So I haul myself out of bed, just in case its an emergency, and get to the door to find a well built going bloke looking into the window ( just washed the nets so a clear view into toy_land). I asked him if it was urgent because we were all having an afternoon nap. He repeated in disbelief, shaking his head. I said, "Yes and if you had kids you'd understand how frustrating that last loud knock was." Whereupon he tells me he only knocked once. I asked him where he was calling from ( had id round his neck) and he walked away saying he had 3 kids and had only knocked once.
I was pretty irritated and said, " Don't lie to me, where are you calling from?".