I got called a Karen again. This time it wasn't at the pharmacy it was at the grocery store. I walked in behind this tiny old white haired old couple and we all know I have a huge soft spot for the elderly. They weren't wearing masks and I naively thought that perhaps they were from a town which doesn't have a mask mandate so I walked over to them and said "This town has a mask mandate" in the gentlest way possible.Hahaha. They looked at me as if I was covered in shit and I quickly realized that they were THAT KIND OF PEOPLE and I didn't want to be there as they spewed out their potentially infectious aerosols so I quickly walked away and from halfway across the store the old woman screams "You're a Karen!"
W H A T T H E H E L L ? ?
Now..... I did not think that was the correct use of Karen, so being the type of person who actually does my research (I want to make a solid argument) I looked up what a Karen is and the general agreement is that a Karen is a pejorative slang term for an obnoxious, angry, entitled and often racist middle aged white woman who uses her privilege to get her way or police others behavior. One of the descriptions even mentioned that a Karen is typically 35-55 years old and I am just north of 55 so I was even kind of flattered! But in any case a Karen is definitely not someone who simply informs another citizen that their town has a mask mandate. I'm thinking of writing the definition on something so that I can explain it to the plague rats who run around jeopardizing anyone in their way. Except, again, I'd have to be in their air space to do that and I am not comfortable being that close to ONE OF THEM.
In completely other news, I learned that I was telling the truth every time I said that if I didn't have to cook for anyone else I wouldn't be cooking because the husband keeps sleeping through dinner and without Josh here to cook for I end up eating some leftovers or anything else I don't have to cook. Tonight I ate some cold seafood salad I bought earlier int he week, and because I hate doing dishes as much as I hate vacuuming I put my seafood salad in a bowl I had used earlier today to snack on some paleo dairy free fake cheetos, which are surprisingly less nasty than they sound. Yay food allergies!
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