ZRod
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Just last week I told my fiancee "I'd like to see a Karen in the wild. I don't know if I've ever really seen a true Karen before." Well, the universe works in mysterious ways and the other day was my lucky day.
After leaving the grocery store we hopped in my car and proceeded to back out and drive down the parking lot. Just some back ground info: I drive a black stick shift Camaro SS, with black rims, and 20% tent. It's murdered out as the kids would say, and I get a lot of compliments on it. I have a stock exhaust, but as V8s are prone to do she makes a nice rumble, especially when accelerating from slow speeds. Also, it was over 90 degrees outside and the cooling fans on these engines make a racket.
Back to the story... I'm pretty nice guy so I'm usually courteous and let people cross in front of my car as they are walking to theirs. Just like hundreds of times before there's a person walking in front of me and another car coming the opposite way on the left. "No big deal" I think and proceed to coast in gear until the car passes and the lady picks which side of the isle she would like to walk on. The car zips by and the lady in front of me continues walking, then seems to hesitate but eventually crosses the road to the left. I proceeded to accelerate and start the journey home, but as I move on I notice that this grey-haired lady seems to be really grumpy about something; doing double-takes in my direction and mouthing unintelligible words at my car. My fiancee points out that she seems to be pissed at me in particular. So, I roll my window down to understand how I have so egregiously wronged her.
She proceeds to yell at me saying "You don't have to get so close!"
I assure you I was not. She probably had a good car length to my front bumper, and I'm only moving as fast as she's walking.
I explain that "I'm sorry, but I was trying to be nice and let you cross."
She snaps back "You could have just gone around!"
To which I reply "There was another car coming, I couldn't"
She keeps on moaning unintelligible words as I'm passing and won't shut up.
At this point it's clear that the great cosmos has granted my wish, and there will be no reasonable resolution to this calamity. I think it best to remove myself from the altercation with the only reasonable response there is "Oh, go f#&% yourself, Karen!" I roll the window up and the fiancee looks at me laughing and says "what a b!^@h! Go f#&% yourself, Karen!" :lol:
I must admit, my first encouter with a Karen in the wild did not disappoint. The only thing I can think is that she was annoyed that my car was noisy and agressive looking, but I should know never to try to apply reason to a Karen.
Let's hear some other encounters!
After leaving the grocery store we hopped in my car and proceeded to back out and drive down the parking lot. Just some back ground info: I drive a black stick shift Camaro SS, with black rims, and 20% tent. It's murdered out as the kids would say, and I get a lot of compliments on it. I have a stock exhaust, but as V8s are prone to do she makes a nice rumble, especially when accelerating from slow speeds. Also, it was over 90 degrees outside and the cooling fans on these engines make a racket.
Back to the story... I'm pretty nice guy so I'm usually courteous and let people cross in front of my car as they are walking to theirs. Just like hundreds of times before there's a person walking in front of me and another car coming the opposite way on the left. "No big deal" I think and proceed to coast in gear until the car passes and the lady picks which side of the isle she would like to walk on. The car zips by and the lady in front of me continues walking, then seems to hesitate but eventually crosses the road to the left. I proceeded to accelerate and start the journey home, but as I move on I notice that this grey-haired lady seems to be really grumpy about something; doing double-takes in my direction and mouthing unintelligible words at my car. My fiancee points out that she seems to be pissed at me in particular. So, I roll my window down to understand how I have so egregiously wronged her.
She proceeds to yell at me saying "You don't have to get so close!"
I assure you I was not. She probably had a good car length to my front bumper, and I'm only moving as fast as she's walking.
I explain that "I'm sorry, but I was trying to be nice and let you cross."
She snaps back "You could have just gone around!"
To which I reply "There was another car coming, I couldn't"
She keeps on moaning unintelligible words as I'm passing and won't shut up.
At this point it's clear that the great cosmos has granted my wish, and there will be no reasonable resolution to this calamity. I think it best to remove myself from the altercation with the only reasonable response there is "Oh, go f#&% yourself, Karen!" I roll the window up and the fiancee looks at me laughing and says "what a b!^@h! Go f#&% yourself, Karen!" :lol:
I must admit, my first encouter with a Karen in the wild did not disappoint. The only thing I can think is that she was annoyed that my car was noisy and agressive looking, but I should know never to try to apply reason to a Karen.
Let's hear some other encounters!
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