An entitled Karen treats me like garbage and my customer service job by constantly trying to work the

system in order to get a refund or some kind of store credit. But after I found out where she works,

I decided to get some much needed revenge by humiliating her at her job in the same way that she's done

at mine. Here's what happened. So I used to work a customer service job at a dispensary, and we had this one customer

that was just a cranky, miserable woman. She would come in acting all sweet, say hi to all of us,

ask for her product, and then the show would begin. Here's an example of how these transactions

typically went. She would say something like, this isn't what I ordered. Go get what I ordered

right now. Then the employee would say,

ma'am, you specifically requested this product. But this entitled Karen would say,

No, I said I wanted the pineapple gummies. Now go get them right now. We would then go get the

thing that she said she wanted and she would just complain about lazy employees and then be

all smiles again and that she would pay and leave only to then be right

back in the store a half hour later with any excuse that she could think of maybe the package

was open when she got it and the product was melted together or maybe there was a hair in the

jar or the packaging smelled like chlorine any stupid excuse she could pull from her rear end

just to look for some kind of refund or a store

credit. If you could think of it, she would probably try it and use it. And every single time she came in, this is exactly how it went. But then one day, I went to a gas station to fill up my car while I was in the next town over. And wouldn't you guess it? This entitled Karen was a cashier at the gas station. So I, of course, asked for a pack of cigarettes.

She grabbed the pack and I said, that is wouldn't you guess it? This entitled Karen was a cashier at the gas station. So I, of course,

asked for a pack of cigarettes. She grabbed the pack and I said, that is not what I asked for. I asked for a different brand. So she would then go grab the other brand and then I would double down and I say, um, that's not what I wanted. I wanted the other one. Well, after she tried to grab another third brand of cigarettes, I would interrupt her and

say, what are you doing? I'm just in here to pay for my gas. Now, the long stare she gave me was almost enough to make me regret starting stuff with her, but she knew as an employee that she could get in real trouble if she snapped at me. So she forced to smile, put my cash in the register, and I went on my merry way.

But I wasn't done.

I came right back in five minutes later,

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