She knocks and asks if everything's okay. I state loudly and clearly, "Yes, I'm fine." She knocks again and I say, "I'm fine."
So, that's that right? No, she pushes the door open and I'm scrambling to cover my bare chest up as she's about to walk in. Thankfully I manage to block her full entrance with one hand on the door preventing her from seeing me.
You know, I've managed to find a good fit for my chest since I was 13, I think I can do it without the assistance of a strange old lady ogling me. THANK YOU.