Being asked "Have you gotten the tour yet" upon entering a house for the first time is the adult equivelent of the kids asking: "Do you want to see my room?"
Our stuff is a reflection of our desires, decisions and personality. Its normal to want to share it socially. Its totally fine if you don't want to also.
I usually ask them if they've seen my sex dungeon.
Sex cauldron?! I thought they shut that place down!
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dang how popular is your sex dungeon?
I never understood this - I think giving people a tour of your house is such a weird thing to do.
I really just want to know where the bathrooms and sitting areas are.
I honestly just think it's to show off. The only houses I've gotten the tour of have been the really big expensive houses.
That's weird. I've given and received tours in all sorts of apartments and homes. It is a little weird but it's a social convention. People mainly wanna know where the bathrooms are and if they're a house guest, get an idea of where they should especially respect privacy.
I have cool posters and easter eggs around the kitchen and living room that I love to show to people (and some party tricks like a folding couch). It’s not flexing really 🤷♂️
Yeah… no. It’s so you don’t have to ask me where the bathroom is later.
I guess some don't want to ask for the bathroom but it's pretty common to be curious about someone's home
I wasn’t saying it wasn’t, I was just disagreeing with the OP. Personally I find it pretty uncomfortable to be in a house I don’t know the layout of.
Stand in the middle of my living room and look around. Now you've seen my house. Want to see my tool shed too?
The gatekeepers have deemed my shed too interesting for that community so I no longer post pictures from there.
Yes! What’s your favorite tool? Why didn’t the tour start here, your shed is amazing!
I’m not sure. For me entering someone else’s home is a slightly disconcerting experience. Things are similar but obviously different. Being given a house tour immediately makes me feel a lot more relaxed and … at home in that similar-but-different space.
This is not something I've ever offered, only show the rooms of the house if someone asks to see the house.
Here's me enjoying getting a tour and giving tours. It's nice because you include each other in each others life.
Yes.
I dated a girl once who came round. She asked "are you going to give me the tour?"
I was like "uh, okay sure" so showed her around the living room, kitchen and back yard, before heading upstairs. I showed her the guest rooms and my room, and she sat on the bed and was like "it seems comfy in here".
Right then I did what any guy would do, stopped for a moment, and said "it sure is. Now let's head back downstairs and see what there is to watch".
It was a good couple of years later when I thought back about it and it hit me like a train, "you fucking idiot"
Good to know that straight men do this too, cause this is an absolutely classic lesbian scenario.
This is absolutely a "women work in mysterious ways" cliché scenario.
I was visiting a friend who I had a crush on some many years ago and late at night she came into the guest room I was sleeping in, slid under my blanket, took my hand and placed it on her naked chest. I though "boob! 😃" and went back to sleep.
It took me years to understand she wanted to tell me something.
I was just clueless as fuck. I've got the sum total of zero game when it comes to dating, not that it matters now I've settled down.
I did learn my lesson though. Met a girl who was absolutely stunning, like cover girl model looks, and she was lovely. Asked her out on a date expecting to be shot down, and she said yes. At that point I was like a dog that had chased a car and caught up with it, I didn't know what the fuck to do.
Anyway, we went out a couple of times - nice restaurant, bowling, the cinema... had a great time with her but it wasn't really moving forward and just kinda started to fizzle out, which was no big deal.
One evening she phones me, saying she was at a house party two or three towns over, and was getting bored - and asked me to take her home. No worries there, I wasn't doing anything, so I drove over to get her and she hopped in, a bit worse for wear after a glass or twelve of wine but not absolutely munted.
Halfway down the road home, she's like "actually, can we go back to yours? I don't really want to get in and my parents see me like this". Not a problemo, took her back to mine, got her a coffee and sat and chatted. She came through to my room when I was getting changed and crashed out on the bed beside me, faced me, and said "maybe I'll sleep here tonight?"
I'd learned my lesson, I could see that she wanted all two inches of this rage and disappointment. So I said "sure, no problem... I'll sleep on the sofa".
I drove her home the following morning and she never said a word. I desperately wished I could have taken that opportunity, but the whole consent thing after her sesh at the party made it a little bit dicey. I never did get another opportunity. She was absolutely lovely though and I hope she found a guy that made her happy. 😊
Sounds like it's just a people thing
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I once had a girl in a bar tell me (after some flirting and kissing) that she was wearing white panties with pink hearts, to which I responded "That's nice".
In high school, I had a classmate that I was not yet in the 'friends' territory, but we knew each other and would make small talk. One day she asked me to come around and look at her family computer, usual 'slow and acting weird' stuff. Sure.
I go over, all prepped with a flash drive full of utilities, and get straight to work. After a bit, maybe an hour of just chatting while I run programs and make changes, she offers to show me her room. I mean, I'm just waiting for the progress bar, why not. So she leads me back and it's a cozy room, all neat and tidy, and I stop in the doorway while she sits on the bed. I survey the room, I remember the bed being pink, like that of a flowers pedals (I don't know names of flowers but you all know that one I'm talking about, pink with a shade of white making it a light pink). I said something about the room being nice or something, and she pats the bed next to her and offers that I sit.
"No thanks, I should probably get back to the computer to see how it's doing."
And I do just that. She asks for help twice more after that - and I'm just like 'how are you this bad at computers' but strangely the follow-up visits don't show much for me to fix. Strange, why would she ask for help - and pay me - when it's basically in pristine shape now?
About a decade later, it clicked. She was cute, tall, quite intelligent, and nice to talk to, but I'm both an idiot, and like 99.4% gay, so that makes sense. Had it been a guy, I would have connected the dots immediately.
Ah well, she had a better-than-new pc for quite a while, at least.
Well at least you have the gay excuse, but some people really are that dense lol
Decades later "You are more of a cuddler then I expected" still echos in my head after spending the night with a girl that clearly liked me that spent all day telling dirty jokes to.