“I Know A Karen” Horror Stories
You might think watching Karens on video spewing their entitled rants is bad enough, but have you ever wondered what it’s like to have a Karen under your own roof?
Customer service workers, who so often face the wrath of a Karen, luckily get to go home at the end of their shift. No such luck for these Redditors, though—they get to go home to more of the same obnoxious bile.
So, give your non-Karen family member a kiss, then read on and be amazed.
1. Apologies For My Karen
I was married to a male Karen. Everything—and I mean everything—would set him off. We were at a local taproom once and his iPhone automatically connected to the Wi-Fi. Keep in mind, he had full bars on our cell service.
The Wi-Fi was being wonky and wasn’t working. The manager, who was a super nice guy, came over and asked us how we were doing.
The following horror ensued—my husband was super irritated at his own made-up problem because our cell service was actually working just fine and he could literally just turn off the Wi-Fi. My husband started off by saying that their Wi-Fi was trash. The manager said explained that they’d recently upgraded their internet, and the company was sending them a new modem.
My husband responded with: “If you say you have Wi-Fi, you should make sure it actually works.” The manager was still being super nice and said he’d be happy to restart the modem to see if that helped.
My husband then ignored him and continued to talk under his breath. This was my life for almost five whole years. The sense of entitlement was frustrating enough in public, but even more so at home.
I had apologized to more servers, retail workers, neighbors, and random people on his behalf in five years than during the rest of my life outside of him. You know what, now that I’m talking about it, maybe he’s not so much a male Karen.
He’s more like a piece of trash.
2. Used Car Karen
My mom is absolutely a Karen. I spend most of my time with her in public apologizing to people after she’s walked away. There is, however, one and one time only when it comes in handy—whenever I bought cars, I had her come in during the price negotiation phase and she knocked off thousands purely due to how unpleasant she was and how much people just wanted to get her out the door.
3. A Chilly Response
My aunt is a Karen. My uncle is this soft-spoken giant. He never stands up to her in any way...except once. At their daughter’s wedding, she was about to interrupt the ceremony to close a window because she was chilly. Everyone sitting close to her could hear her whisper: "I’m going to do it, but I don't want to be a jerk." My uncle, in a calm, quiet tone, said quickly, "Why stop now?"
It was almost as if his filter just missed this one. I swear I could hear my dad snort two rows back trying to hold in laughter. Karen was not happy.
4. A Bee In The Bonnet
My mom's a Karen. She is aware that she is a Karen. My siblings and I even send her memes about it. When my stepdad divorced her last summer, we were all amazed he lasted 17 years, to be honest. None of us like going out with her.
It's terrible and my husband just straight up tells her "No, you aren't talking to the manager" when we go in a place.
I'll tell you guys a story my stepdad told us: he's a farmer and he owns a small beef and bee farm. They have a store they go to for bee supplies. The owner called my stepdad and asked him to be the one to pick up their stuff, and the reason was hilarious—his staff was simply exhausted dealing with my mom. He ended up being the only one who went to the store for the next five years.
