Tuesday, June 9, 2020

Canadian Giant Humbles Grocery Store Karen


This family was out for a nice and enjoyable little grocery shop outing, when the process was rudely interrupted by a Karen who refused to be reasoned with. Well, Karen certainly met her match. The husband in this scenario sounds like a massive Canadian giant, with a heart of gold. Even with that heart of gold, it didn't stop him from putting a stop to Karen's antics with a hilarious, humbling lesson. Karen's jaw must've dropped to the floor. 

Dive on into more Karen content, with the time Karen tailgated a driver, so the driver baited her right into a speed trap.

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Text - r/IDontWorkHereLady + Join u/poweredbyweirdhumor • 1y 1 No, my husband wearing a winter coat and carrying our 6 mo baby is not working here lady XL My husband is a peaceful giant. He is 6 ft 5 and can look quite imposing even though he really is a teddy bear. Never stressed or aggressive, never overreacting our raising his voice, just a peaceful giant.

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Text - So here we are, at the grocery shop, with our 6 mo baby shopping for food and whatnot. It is winter in Canada (so, you know, cold) and we are both wearing our coats. The kid is fussy and nothing really calms him except when we carry him in our arms. It is my turn and my husband is going back and forth gathering what we need and bringing the items to our cart when the banshee-from-hell (BFH from now on) got in his face (figure of speech, she was like 5 ft 2) and started yelling at him. BFH

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Text - BFH: STOP! Don't talk to me unless it is to thank me. Are we clear? My husband sees me boiling and about to interfere but makes a sign that's says he is going to deal with it. He then calmly look at her with a smile. BFH: (smuggling) GOOD! Now, help me grad the last (item I don't remember, probably some king of condiment) on this high shelve. WHY IN HELL you people always put the stuff I need so high is BEYOND me. Now, chop-chop! My husband grabs the item, but instead of giving it to her,

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Text - Husband: (grining) Honey, do we need (condiment)? Me: (catching on) Well, as a matter of fact, yes! We do! Lady: WHAT?! HOW DARE YOU GIVE HER MY STUFF! IT'S MY STUFF! GIVE IT TO ME!!! Super slowly, my husband gets closer to the lady. He is so imposing that she calms down immediately. With the biggest of smile and the most polite voice ever, he says to her: Husband: Again, I do not work here... but thank you for showing me (condiment). We were about to forget it. And with that, he puts the

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