An entitled Karen starts changing her kid's diaper in the middle of a restaurant,

and everyone around her is just absolutely appalled.

But I refuse to deal with this type of entitlement, so I put her in her place.

So this happened when I went to have lunch with my parents.

We went to the usual place, which is a lovely pizzeria, with a huge terrace.

We sat down, ordered some food, and enjoyed some chatting while sipping drinks.

We immediately noticed a table of about six women,

the entitled party with the entitled Karen.

They were loud, obnoxious, and absolutely didn't consider other visitors of this establishment.

They had four kids and one infant with them.

I remember that only one out of the four kids was sitting down quietly enjoying their ice cream.

The other three were little hell spawned running a muck around the tables.

The moms were laughing and enjoying themselves.

While my patients was dropping to zero pretty quick,

after the kids chose our table to run around,

I sternly told them to stop that and to go back to their own table.

The entitled Karen's at their table shot daggers in my direction,

but didn't say anything directly to me.

They just called their kids and told them to go play in the kids' corner.

It took about a minute and the kids were back,

and that was also the time when our food came in.

They almost caused the waitress to drop a plate as she stumbled over one of them.

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