CHAT Watched a Karen lose her mind

Blacknarwhal

Blacknarwhal

Let's Go Brandon!
Haybails said:
OK, I have to be honest . . . based solely upon your post (LOL) I went to YT and searched for "Karens in the Wild". O.M.G. - LOL. People are CRAZY! I haven't chuckled and shook my head like that for a while.

The other thing I'm sure everyone else has noticed is how these crazy people instantly whip out their cell phones and start recording like it's some sort of safety shield. LOL.

Thanks for the laugh @IceWave :)


HB
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You want a real crazy time, try "public freakouts" sometime. Several different channels, all a search away.
 
Red Baron

Red Baron

Paleo-Conservative
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Meemur said:
I know some of you find these antics entertaining, but when I see the beginnings of a fight in the parking lot or the store, I leave the area. People are on short fuses, and some are carrying. I don't need any stray bullets hitting my body or car.

Better yet, I do my best to avoid stores on days like today, but I acknowledge some people work and this is the only time they have to shop.
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Very good advice!

These encounters can escalate very, very, rapidly. Plus you don't know who else will jump into the fray.

I do all of my grocery shopping via home delivery now. I highly recommend it for those who have not tried it yet.

The day before Thanksgiving is probably the worst day to go grocery shopping. Parking and long check out lines are a major hassle. Add the lack of social distancing, kids running wild in the store, gapers blocking the aisle. You know the drill.
 
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ShadowMan

ShadowMan

Designated Grumpy Old Fart
Profit of Doom said:
Is that available as a suppository?
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One Suppository coming up!! :eek: :mn: :hmm:

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packyderms_wife

packyderms_wife

Neither here nor there.
Meemur said:
OMG! Gotta wonder if some folks are just off their meds. I don't remember seeing half of this crap in public when I was growing up.
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Depended on where I was, on the east side of Springfield, Illinois sure it was the section 8 crowd that would do stuff like this, and the occasional white person off their meds. I remember being in Springfield with my parents and my dad went into a hardware store and didn't come out for almost three hours, turned out there was a guy loose in the store with an axe and was attacking people with it, he killed at least one person. My dad and two other guys managed to pin him down until the cops arrived.
 
Ku Commando

Ku Commando

Inactive
Jeep said:
Just got back from the grocery store and the place was very busy. When we got there, a guy came out and walked to his car and was putting his groceries in his car and he was parked close to the entrance of the store. A woman wanted his spot and was waiting blocking other cars and was wailing on her horn for him to move. He just looked at her and said I will be finished in a minute. She screamed back (and I mean screamed) to move his damn car and load the groceries later.

Then she laid on her horn again and people she was blocking was also getting upset at her. I told my wife that I wasn't going into the store as I was laughing at the Karen and wanted to watch how this was going to play out. After the guy got his groceries in the car, he just smiled at the Karen and locked his car and walked back towards the store entrance and told the Karen he forgot something and was going back in. Then she loses her mind and started screaming/cussing the guy and hit the gas and I thought she was going to run the guy over, but he moved and she hit another car parked in the lot.

She was going to leave but a woman who was behind her waiting blocked her in with her car. She jumped out ranting and raving and told the woman to move that she was leaving. The woman in the car and the man she was yelling at to begin with didn't move and the guy got on his phone and called the police. When we came out later the police had the woman in the back of the squad car and the guy was giving a statement to the police. We left after that.
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.....and you didn't get any of this uploaded to the cloud ?????

What ??? you just got a LAND-LINE or sumpin' ??? [like me]
 
TKO

TKO

Veteran Member
Meemur said:
I know some of you find these antics entertaining, but when I see the beginnings of a fight in the parking lot or the store, I leave the area. People are on short fuses, and some are carrying. I don't need any stray bullets hitting my body or car.

Better yet, I do my best to avoid stores on days like today, but I acknowledge some people work and this is the only time they have to shop.
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People are stressed out. However, I bet anything this chick voted for Biden. As always, be careful out there. I'm guessing our friend that reported this story is already packing.
 
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Orion Commander

Veteran Member
Haybails said:
OK, I have to be honest . . . based solely upon your post (LOL) I went to YT and searched for "Karens in the Wild". O.M.G. - LOL. People are CRAZY! I haven't chuckled and shook my head like that for a while.

The other thing I'm sure everyone else has noticed is how these crazy people instantly whip out their cell phones and start recording like it's some sort of safety shield. LOL.

Thanks for the laugh @IceWave :)


HB
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That's why when I go out and PW tells me to be careful I calm her fears. I've protected. I've got my phone.
 
Txkstew

Txkstew

Veteran Member
Ok, a real story here. I'm not proud of my action, but the other guy involved brought it on. It was after the big Hurricane Harvey flood we had here. I'd been cooped up in my house for four days, and not able to get out in my low slung car. I'd gone to the Wal*Mart in the next town to get groceries and beer, due to the roads into my town still being flooded.

On the way back home, I stopped to get gasoline for my car. A pickup truck pulling a big flatbed float trailer was going into the parking lot of the store just ahead of me. I swear, the guy came to a full stop, with me stuck in the traffic lane behind him and an eighteen wheeler headed towards me. I figured he was going to park and get out like lots of truckers do at this store. So I whipped around him and pulled up to the pump.

Well he does want to fuel up, and gets behind me. As I get out, he's giving me the hair eye. The pump's card reader wasn't working, so I had to go inside to pay. I give him an exaggerated shrug as I go in. As I head back out, the guy meets me at the door and starts yelling at me about how rude I was. I was loudly protesting that he stopped and left me hanging in the roadway.

At that very moment, I'm gently pushed to one side, and a guy in street clothes and packing a pistol on his hip steps in front of me. He informs the guy, that he's the Constable in this town, and he's not going to allow him to cause a disturbance there. He told him to get back in his truck, fuel up, then leave.

The guy did get in his truck and leave without fueling up. I got my gas and left, going in the same direction. I caught up with him a few miles down the road, and passed him doing about 80 mph. His day was not going to get better, if he really needed fuel, as all the gas stations ahead of him were without power, and no fuel to be had.

If the cop had not been there, no telling what would have happened. Hopefully, I'd have gone over and apologized. It bothered me for a few days after. For those who've never been through a stressful period during and after a Hurricane, not to mention a flood, people do stupid, rude things. Sorry to say, I was one of them. I could have got shot.
 
33dInd

33dInd

Veteran Member
So
1970. Will Rogers airport. Ok city
Just returning from sunny Southeast Asia tour of duty
US army. Green machine

I was in my khakis with duffel bags
Well. As I’m walking outa the zone this blonde long hair hippie chick approaches me. Calls me a baby killer and spits on me

I didn’t even think about it. It just punched that Commie bitch right in the mouth. Down she went. Real hard. I still remember.with glee, the sound her head made hitting the floor.
I then looked at her maggot queer thing friend and told him.

You ain’t a man if you let me get by with that

I never even set my duffel bag down

he said it’s cool man an left.
 
ShadowMan

ShadowMan

Designated Grumpy Old Fart
33dInd said:
So
1970. Will Rogers airport. Ok city
Just returning from sunny Southeast Asia tour of duty
US army. Green machine

I was in my khakis with duffel bags
Well. As I’m walking outa the zone this blonde long hair hippie chick approaches me. Calls me a baby killer and spits on me

I didn’t even think about it. It just punched that Commie bitch right in the mouth. Down she went. Real hard. I still remember.with glee, the sound her head made hitting the floor.
I then looked at her maggot queer thing friend and told him.

You ain’t a man if you let me get by with that

I never even set my duffel bag down

he said it’s cool man an left.
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Early '80's, small farming community in Colorado. Had just reenlisted and was visiting an old retired Tin Can sailor from the Korean War that ran a small beer and pool hall in town. I walked in to the place in the middle of the afternoon in my Cracker Jacks uniform and ordered a beer from the owner/barkeep. We were sharing "sea stories" when his long haired twenty-something kid comes up to me and spits on my Crow (navy slang for the rank insignia on the left sleeve of my uniform, I was a Second Class Petty Officer at the time.)

Without even blinking or thinking I married the bottom of my right 10 wide navy oxford dress shoe square into the middle of this punks face and dropped him like a hot rock - out cold on the bar floor. His three buddies were not happy and started for me to even the score pool cues in hand.

Suddenly the owner/barkeep leveled a short double barrelled shotgun at the trio just as the town's sole constable walked through the door. So there I am, navy dress uniform, one unconscious ass on the ground, three guys with pool cues coming towards me and the barkeep with a double barrelled shotgun backing them down.

Cop: "What's going on here?"

Barkeep: "He" the bar owner began pointing the shotgun at the unconscious guy on the ground. "Just spit on Doc's Crow."

Cop: "His crow?"

Barkeep" "His Crow, Doc's chevrons. He spit on the Doc's rank and uniform."

Cop: "And...."

Barkeep: "And Doc dropped him where he stood and these lads wanted to even the score."

Cop: "So he spits on the sailor and gets his clock cleaned....right?" He looks at the trio, me and the barkeep then back at me.

Cop: "Hmmmm, Doc do you want to press charges?"

Trio: "WHAT?!?!"

Me: "Naw."

Cop: "I was Army Airborne. Back in my day I'd have stomped on his face again just for shits and giggles."

Where by the cop grabs the guys legs and drags his arse out the door and down to the single cell jail in town and then comes back for a beer with me and the barkeep.

True story.
 
33dInd

33dInd

Veteran Member
ShadowMan said:
Early '80's, small farming community in Colorado. Had just reenlisted and was visiting an old retired Tin Can sailor from the Korean War that ran a small beer and pool hall in town. I walked in to the place in the middle of the afternoon in my Cracker Jacks uniform and ordered a beer from the owner/barkeep. We were sharing "sea stories" when his long haired twenty-something kid comes up to me and spits on my Crow (navy slang for the rank insignia on the left sleeve of my uniform, I was a Second Class Petty Officer at the time.)

Without even blinking or thinking I married the bottom of my right 10 wide navy oxford dress shoe square into the middle of this punks face and dropped him like a hot rock - out cold on the bar floor. His three buddies were not happy and started for me to even the score pool cues in hand.

Suddenly the owner/barkeep leveled a short double barrelled shotgun at the trio just as the town's sole constable walked through the door. So there I am, navy dress uniform, one unconscious ass on the ground, three guys with pool cues coming towards me and the barkeep with a double barrelled shotgun backing them down.

Cop: "What's going on here?"

Barkeep: "He" the bar owner began pointing the shotgun at the unconscious guy on the ground. "Just spit on Doc's Crow."

Cop: "His crow?"

Barkeep" "His Crow, Doc's chevrons. He spit on the Doc's rank and uniform."

Cop: "And...."

Barkeep: "And Doc dropped him where he stood and these lads wanted to even the score."

Cop: "So he spits on the sailor and gets his clock cleaned....right?" He looks at the trio, me and the barkeep then back at me.

Cop: "Hmmmm, Doc do you want to press charges?"

Trio: "WHAT?!?!"

Me: "Naw."

Cop: "I was Army Airborne. Back in my day I'd have stomped on his face again just for shits and giggles."

Where by the cop grabs the guys legs and drags his arse out the door and down to the single cell jail in town and then comes back for a beer with me and the barkeep.

True story.
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Non military never really get just how proud and offensive we will be when in uniform. Glad ya took him down. Hard 1606440019321.png
 
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zeker

Has No Life - Lives on TB
ShadowMan said:
Early '80's, small farming community in Colorado. Had just reenlisted and was visiting an old retired Tin Can sailor from the Korean War that ran a small beer and pool hall in town. I walked in to the place in the middle of the afternoon in my Cracker Jacks uniform and ordered a beer from the owner/barkeep. We were sharing "sea stories" when his long haired twenty-something kid comes up to me and spits on my Crow (navy slang for the rank insignia on the left sleeve of my uniform, I was a Second Class Petty Officer at the time.)

Without even blinking or thinking I married the bottom of my right 10 wide navy oxford dress shoe square into the middle of this punks face and dropped him like a hot rock - out cold on the bar floor. His three buddies were not happy and started for me to even the score pool cues in hand.

Suddenly the owner/barkeep leveled a short double barrelled shotgun at the trio just as the town's sole constable walked through the door. So there I am, navy dress uniform, one unconscious ass on the ground, three guys with pool cues coming towards me and the barkeep with a double barrelled shotgun backing them down.

Cop: "What's going on here?"

Barkeep: "He" the bar owner began pointing the shotgun at the unconscious guy on the ground. "Just spit on Doc's Crow."

Cop: "His crow?"

Barkeep" "His Crow, Doc's chevrons. He spit on the Doc's rank and uniform."

Cop: "And...."

Barkeep: "And Doc dropped him where he stood and these lads wanted to even the score."

Cop: "So he spits on the sailor and gets his clock cleaned....right?" He looks at the trio, me and the barkeep then back at me.

Cop: "Hmmmm, Doc do you want to press charges?"

Trio: "WHAT?!?!"

Me: "Naw."

Cop: "I was Army Airborne. Back in my day I'd have stomped on his face again just for shits and giggles."

Where by the cop grabs the guys legs and drags his arse out the door and down to the single cell jail in town and then comes back for a beer with me and the barkeep.

True story.
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well thats 1 way to get the fella top shine your shoes :kiss:
 
ohiohippie

ohiohippie

Veteran Member
et2 said:
That’s funny as it gets. Karma. Loved the guy locking his car again. But ... some of these morons will take it to the next level. Probably good she didn’t have a gun. Been hearing lately of drivers getting shot in their cars from road rage morons.
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I feel bad for the person that car got hit all because of a two year old throwing a tantrum!
 
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Mary Contrary

Inactive
cyberiot said:
Parking-lot stalkers drive me berserk. The spot is mine until it isn't. If you stalk me, I will get in my car, lock the door, floss my teeth, trim my toenails, balance my checkbook and do whatever else needs doing until you go away.

That said, a lot of cheese is slipping off a lot of crackers lately. Be careful out there.
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I would too, but i also would turn UP the radio music so it was very loud and then ignore the person, but watch out for any damage they try to do and then record them on the cell.
 
Countrymouse

Countrymouse

Country exile in the city
ShadowMan said:
Early '80's, small farming community in Colorado. Had just reenlisted and was visiting an old retired Tin Can sailor from the Korean War that ran a small beer and pool hall in town. I walked in to the place in the middle of the afternoon in my Cracker Jacks uniform and ordered a beer from the owner/barkeep. We were sharing "sea stories" when his long haired twenty-something kid comes up to me and spits on my Crow (navy slang for the rank insignia on the left sleeve of my uniform, I was a Second Class Petty Officer at the time.)

Without even blinking or thinking I married the bottom of my right 10 wide navy oxford dress shoe square into the middle of this punks face and dropped him like a hot rock - out cold on the bar floor. His three buddies were not happy and started for me to even the score pool cues in hand.

Suddenly the owner/barkeep leveled a short double barrelled shotgun at the trio just as the town's sole constable walked through the door. So there I am, navy dress uniform, one unconscious ass on the ground, three guys with pool cues coming towards me and the barkeep with a double barrelled shotgun backing them down.

Cop: "What's going on here?"

Barkeep: "He" the bar owner began pointing the shotgun at the unconscious guy on the ground. "Just spit on Doc's Crow."

Cop: "His crow?"

Barkeep" "His Crow, Doc's chevrons. He spit on the Doc's rank and uniform."

Cop: "And...."

Barkeep: "And Doc dropped him where he stood and these lads wanted to even the score."

Cop: "So he spits on the sailor and gets his clock cleaned....right?" He looks at the trio, me and the barkeep then back at me.

Cop: "Hmmmm, Doc do you want to press charges?"

Trio: "WHAT?!?!"

Me: "Naw."

Cop: "I was Army Airborne. Back in my day I'd have stomped on his face again just for shits and giggles."

Where by the cop grabs the guys legs and drags his arse out the door and down to the single cell jail in town and then comes back for a beer with me and the barkeep.

True story.
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.....sigh............


gosh I miss America...................
 
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anna43

Veteran Member
No matter the provocation I do not understand adults throwing 2 year old temper tantrums.

I quickly learned a tantrum equaled a beating. I did not like that so quickly learned to control myself. I was gentler with my kids, but they learned that a tantrum gained them exactly nothing. When they were finished they still had to do or not do whatever caused them to freak out.

I can flash angry in a second, but I've learned to control that anger. Its called being an adult.
 
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Old Gray Mare

TB Fanatic
“A dying culture invariably exhibits personal rudeness. Bad manners. Lack of consideration for others in minor matters. A loss of politeness, of gentle manners, is more significant than is a riot.” - Robert Heinlein

This is only one reason I believe the liberal half of our society will not long survive in its current state.

Rejecting the traditional moral and spiritual Judeo Christian compass will IMO destroy them in hard times. If they can't handle the current situation major hardship will be totally beyond their ability to adapt.

Conservatives with a Judeo Christian foundation have a game plan with thousands of years of history to back it up. Not saying it is the best just that it has a proven track record.
 
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zeker

Has No Life - Lives on TB
SpokaneMan said:
I would have been dying laughing. Cool story bro. For the life of me I CANNOT get a Karen to react to me. I feel so left out. I had one guy griping about me not being masked in a store. I told him "Don't start with me Karen". :lol: He quietly walked away.
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every 2nd or 3rd day I go to the grocery store

I always park in the same spot

across the street from the store

cpl months back as I walked into the store

a neighbour said "I think you got the finger"

I look outside and there is a woman attempting to get out of the spot in front of me

she would get out and stare at my truck, lips moving, arms waving

I was in a painted spot so I wasnt outside the lines

3 trips in a row she was parked in front of me

and 3 times she shot me the bird and did a 7 point zig zag to get out

from the store, I can see that there is ample room to just back out

she had a tiny car and was just a poor driver
 
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