A Karen asked me about why do I have a plushie in my hand and I’m 15.
I am Matt, I’m gay, I have autism, and I’m 15. I was taking a walk with my brother, we got back from the park. I was wearing an oversized brown hoodie, pajama pants that were sagging a tiny bit, fluffy socks, a black beanie, and my usual black shoes. There was a Karen on the sidewalk clearly following me. I turn around and ask, “ Ms, are you following me?” She says, “ I just noticed that plushie in your hands.” I was a little confused by that response and then I realized she thought I stole a plushie. I say, “ If you think I stole something, I did not.” My brother, getting her away from me, was concerned and confused as to what in sweet damn hell was going on. The Karen, screaming nonsense about me stealing, being an evil bitch, and a wretch, calls for the store manager and she is embarrassed by him. There is video evidence of me buying the plushie with my own money and me and my brother can’t help but laugh at how dumb she was. Please tell me I’m not the only one that has had this happen or something similar