There is a type of pop-in that deserves its own special mention. This is where very good friends who live like 1/2 hour away are out for a Sunday jaunt and find themselves "in the neighborhood." But, knowing the curmudgeon's opinion of the pop-in (remember, good friends and all) decide to do a drive-by.
Here's where it all falls apart - during the drive-by, I happen to be out in front of my house, and SEE them. Surprised, and fighting the temptation to duck out of sight, they get a belated feeble wave in, turn around and swing back for the now inevitable pop.
Now we're all in a fix, aren't we? How will they explain being so close but not simply using that nifty invention, the cellphone, to call ahead? Should I be happy they're visiting or insulted they were trying to sneak by without stopping?
Man, the pop-in can be a brain-freeze.
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