...but I am not taking off my shoes when I visit anyone's house. I do not care if they have a sparkling new white rug. Not gonna do it. Ever.
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Ha! I think this exact topic was my first post ever in this section of the forum.
I agree with you. I won’t ask my guests to remove their shoes, especially if it’s for a holiday or get together. I invited you, I’m not going to ask you to remove articles of clothing unless we’re planning on having an orgy later.
Normally, we have a loose rule of not wearing shoes in the house, but not super strict...that’s why we clean the floors every week.
But like you, I really don’t like taking my shoes off in other people’s homes as a guest.
Our guests have always asked, and we've always responded it's their choice, but we prefer it. Everybody always has.
We're respectful of our guests' predilections. They, in turn, are respectful of ours.
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People that want you to remove shoes should provide shoe covers for those who do not like to remove them.
Ain't wearing any damned shoe covers either.
Too easy to slip and fall due to lack of traction, wrenching up something that shouldn't be wrenched.
Asking me to remove my shoes is a guarantee that this visit is my last to your house. I would never ask anyone to take off their shoes in my house, in fact please keep your shoes on for the entirety of your visit in my home unless you are spending the night.
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The Christmas hosting inlaws are farmers and it's hard to keep things clean on the farm so I see their point. Still, I show up with clean shoes and keep them on as do some others. I've never seen anyone track up the house and don't expect anyone to. You can be respectful on your terms.
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I gladly remove my shoes when asked. Respecting other's property when invited in is important to me. Be a gracious guest and remove your shoes.
I don't ask people to remove their shoes, but I have hardwood floors that are easily cleaned. Carpet is different.
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Exactly. I have no problem taking off my boots when asked if I go to someone's house.
I don't mind if people wear shoes or boots in my house because the whole downstairs is linoleum. Upstairs is carpeted. If someone goes upstairs, shoes off. My bedroom and bathroom are upstairs and I don't want to step in wet.
Only time I ask is if it's snowy outside. Floors downstairs get a bit slippery with water on them.
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Coming from an Asian backround, our family always removed shoes when inside. It was natural for us, a reflex. But we never insisted our guests do so. If you want to, fine, but if not, also fine. I usually keep my shoes on when visiting a non-Asian household.
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Agreed. I don’t have a problem with it at all. It’s called respect for someone’s property.
Maybe some of you have funky feet?
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I don't walk around in socks. Which means if the shoes are coming off, so are the socks.
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So stay home already. You sound cranky and mean tempered.
I dont ask or expect it. I keep my little front porch area very clean, so that helps keep things clean indoors.
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I'm generally pretty amenable to requests like this, but there's one couple that solved that problem for me. One of them is extremely proud of being part Japanese, to the point where they insist all guests remove their shoes at the door. I get the reasons that this practice developed in Japan in feudal society. It's an entirely different situation and set of factors in society today... and I discovered when we were leaving their house after their last social gathering that some asshole had stepped on and smooshed one of my shoes.
We don't go over there anymore. If I gotta take my shoes off, I can kindly excuse myself at the door, or even at the curb, and ask what time my wife and son would like to be picked up.
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Many years ago, my first wife and I had just bought a newly built house right before Thanksgiving. She cooked a big dinner for her family, and her dad shows up right out of the deer blind with red mud all over his boots.
He got pissed and left when I asked him to leave his boots in the mudroom. Granted, I didn't ask anyone else to remove their shoes, but no one else had red mud caked on them.
Here's to the sunny slopes of long ago.
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See, but that's a mud room, and that's what it's for. That's a whole other set of circumstances. When I lived in snow country, it was understood that you ditch your icy, slushy outerwear in the mudroom. That means boots, too. Doing so in that scenario never has, never would bother me much.
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I grew up with a house in the Upper Midwest that was carpeted in every room except the kitchen and entrance. Therefore, I was raised to take off my shoes. It was year around too because we were backed up to a state game forest so our shoes were dirty in the summer and we played outdoors in the winter.
When I lived in houses with carpet (e.g. Alaska), I asked people to take their shoes off in the winter. Even in Calgary with all hard woods on the main level I asked people to take their shoes off because I didn't want to step in a wet spot, but I did have clean pairs of traction socks to give people.
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