An entitled Karen tries to tow my car in front of my own house,

claiming that I'm blocking the driveway for the people who actually live there,

despite the fact that I've lived there for 30 years.

Here's what happened.

In my life, I've managed to elude a lot of entitled Karen so far,

but today of all days, one finally got me.

At the moment, I am cleaning out my house,

and I have a container on my driveway for this purpose.

Logically, this means I can't park in my driveway.

So, in order to not further limit the already incredibly scarce parking possibilities

for my neighbors who don't have a driveway,

I park in such a way that my car is in front of my driveway,

and only takes up a little bit of a parking space.

So three cars can fit wonderfully in this spot.

No big deal, right?

But unfortunately, karma had other plans,

and instead sent me a middle-aged lady with that typical Karen haircut,

hydrogen blonde hair, and dreamt in a lot of jewelry,

as well as wearing clothes typical of this group.

I have lived here for over 30 years,

and know pretty much where everybody lives around me,

so I know there are dresses as well.

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