This is something I always had to deal with growing up.... and it?s kinda why I am the way I am now.

My dad is very social and southern, so he just LOVES to entertain and always have guests over.
So he has this one frat brother that will pop up at the house EVERY weekend unannounced for dinner... and brings his family. One Christmas break during undergrad, all the lights were on, garage open, like we?re clearly home (my parents were at the store.)... these niggers popped up and rang the doorbell.. I walked right past the door and didn?t fucking ANSWER it. They got the goddam message that day.
So to answer the question, how do I deal with it? By not DEALING with it. You have to teach people your boundaries.