Act of kindness
It is a kind and proper thing to light the porch lamp while awaiting someone.
As I disembarked from my car at a tad past midnight this morning, I saw that my neighbors across the street were getting a pizza delivered. As I watched the pizza guy pick his way across their yard up to a dark stoop in the dark, I thought how rude it was not to have turned on the porch light to receive the pizza guy. Then I turned to go inside.
As I got out my keys, I realized that I was hunting my front door key in the darkness of my own doorway.
Hrrumph. My wife, who absolutely blesses my family with her ability to squeeze blood from the stone that is our budget, frugally turned off the porch lamp when she retired to bed. It's true that I carry a Stinger flashlight on my belt if I need light. But still-- do we save THAT much by dousing the 60 watt bulb for two hours?
Kinda hurts my feelings. I probably should say something to avoid being passive-agressive, as well as to get the guarenteed response of "well, just learn to deal with it" out of the way. :)