r/AmITheKaren

I booked an appointment at a new salon. When I went to book a haircut for my 12 yr old daughter, I first booked the adult hair cut ($55) but then I saw they offered a kids cut for $20 less. I double checked to make sure it was the right selection. The description of the service said for children 1-12 years old, "a custom hair cut by a stylist". I thought cool, this sounds right. My daughter wanted a pixie-like hair cut, but her hair wasn't even long to start with, it was past the shoulders but above chest level. When we got to the appointment, I let my daughter describe the type of hair cut she wanted, after the consultation the stylist informed me that due to the type of haircut she would have to charge me the adult price. I told her that I didn't think that was okay, I pointed out that the description of the kids haircut on their site doesn't stipulate any restrictions on the type of haircuts or what constitute as "kids haircuts vs adults haircuts". She reluctantly agreed to honor the price. Should I have just said nothing and paid the difference?

So in Walmart self checkout there is 4 kiosk 2 on the left side and 2 on the right a lady is standing on the right side waiting for a kiosk I came and stood on the left side waiting for a kiosk as well the person in front of me finishes up on the kiosk and I get the kiosk she stares at me and shakes her head am I in the wrong and it’s who’s there first gets the one next or is there two lines for those kiosks ??

Folgende Situation: Ich stand an einer Aldikasse mit wenigen Artikeln die ich in meinem Korb hatte. Ein paar Minuten danach kam eine ältere Frau mit ihrem Mann der einen vollen Einkaufswagen hatte, und sie haben sich hinter mich gestellt.

Eine neue Kasse hat aufgemacht und sie ist vor mich an diese Kasse und hat am Ende der Kasse den Weg blockiert. Vor ihr war das ganze Band leer. Ich hab mich direkt hinten angestellt und wollte auflegen, da sagt sie zu mir "mein Mann kommt noch" . Mir ist der Kragen geplatzt und ich habe höflich in ruhigen Tonfall gesagt, sie war hinter mir und habe mich direkt zu der Kassiererin gestellt um aufzulegen. Sie hat nichts gesagt und war immer noch nicht fertig als ich am bezahlen war. Ich weiß es gibt hier keine Regel, aber ich finde es sehr unhöflich und rücksichtslos dieses Verhalten.

Took my cat in last Thursday for a dental clean, which we'd been putting off for about a year because she's 11 and I was nervous about the anesthetic. I got an estimate at the consultation 2 weeks before, 340 for the clean and up to 480 if she needed extractions, and I signed it and initialed the box that says contact me before any additional treatment. I was pretty deliberate about that bit because a friend of mine got hit with a huge bill at a different practice last year and for once in my life I actually read the form.

I picked her up at 5 and the bill was 622. There's the dental, 2 extractions which is completely fine and expected, and then pre-anesthetic bloodwork at 89 and a full urinalysis at 64 that nobody had mentioned to me at any point.

I asked about it at the desk and the receptionist told me they'd tried to call. I'd had my phone on me all day, no missed calls, no voicemail, nothing. She said the vet sometimes calls from the back line and it doesn't always show up properly, so I asked whether there was a note on the file about the attempt, and she said she'd have to check with someone.

I paid the 480 I'd agreed to and said I wasn't paying the remaining 142 until somebody could show me a record of that call. The practice manager called me the next morning and said the tests were clinically appropriate for a cat her age, which I genuinely don't doubt, and that they can't un-run a test.

I (23 y/o female) and my family (30 y/o sister), (25 y/o brother), (25 y/o female cousin), (9 y/o & 4 y/o nieces and 6 y/o nephew) went up to our cabin in Upper Michigan this past weekend and decided to stop at the local ice cream parlor we’ve been going to since my family I were kids. Like our normal routine, we got out of our UTVs and headed up the stairs to the ice cream parlor. Upon entrance we were met at the door by this cashier (young female somewhere between the ages of 12 and 16?) running into the shop telling 2 guests who were waiting at the counter to be served that she would help them in a second. Even at her brazenly loud volume, I couldn’t tell what she exactly said to them but it resulted in them giving each other a look, walking out, and her yelling to them “BRUH what you don’t want ice cream anymore bro?!? Have some patience.” My family and I shot each other a look like is this girl real?? Realizing this was going to be the most entertaining 5 minute interaction of all time. When she was ready for us we stepped up to the counter.

For context, my sister and I are both service industry workers so we treat servers, cashiers, bartenders, etc with a lot of empathy and respect because we know exactly what it’s like to deal with bullshit, have a rough shift, deal with shitty customers etc.

Anyways, my excited nieces and nephew went up to the counter and waited to be helped when she loudly and abrasively said to each of them “what do you want bruh”, “Be patient kid”, and any other sentence that could incorporate bro, bruh, dude, and any sort frat filler buzz words in every sentence that came out of her mouth. My brother went up to the counter and we asked for a scoop of vanilla ice cream for him because that’s the only flavor he likes. I guess ignorantly assuming that was a flavor every ice cream shop would carry, she said “uhhh we don’t have that behind the counter but I could grab it from the back if you want.” And waited giving us a look like bruh don’t make me go grab it. Ideally, we would’ve just chosen another flavor but my brother has Down Syndrome and literally will only eat vanilla ice cream. I’m sorry but he literally has special needs so he gets a pass for being a little high maintenance. So, we politely asked if it would be possible to get the vanilla ice cream. With a very dramatic look and huff, she stepped away from the counter and walked across the room to a big white chest freezer and opened it revealing about 4-5 big ice cream cartons in it and she shouted over to us waiting at the counter “Can one of you help me out with this??” My sister looked at my cousin and I trying not to crack a smile and hesitantly said “Yeah I can…” So this young girl starts LIFTING the giant ice cream cartons and put two of them in my sisters arms. I couldn’t hold in my disbelief. I very loudly said “Oh I didn’t realize you were clocked in??” Looking at my sister holding these GIANT ICE CREAM CARTONS and then looking at her. She looked at me and said “I can’t lift them”.

After what was genuinely an absurd amount of time to be grabbing one ice cream carton, she put the other ice creams back and brought the respective ice cream behind the counter. She then makes a big production out of opening the ice cream container by pounding on it with giant utensils until it cracks open. She opens it. “This is mint” she says. After another look exchanged between us, my sister quickly goes “It’s okay, forget it. He will eat his ice cream at home.” I think that was the answer she wanted because there was zero apology followed by her lack of reading comprehension.

Additionally, after each order is placed she says to her herself “single scoop, single scoop, single scoop” to, I’m assuming, remember what to ring in? Now it’s time for my order. I asked for a double scoop of my ice cream because her definition of a single scoop wouldn’t satisfy a gerbil, so she then repeats “Okay. Single scoop, single scoop, single scoop, double scoop.” Unfortunately, I have an innate sassiness to me so my immediate response was “So in other words, 3 single scoops and a double scoop.” I honestly thought my snide comment would’ve maybe been a little more helpful in remembering the order to ring up correctly later. She said nothing. Then my cousin orders a double scoop. She scoops one scoop into the dish, looks at it with an unbothered expression, hands it to my cousin and says “Here’s like one and a half scoops, I don’t really feel like scooping the rest.” At this point I was waiting for a camera crew to reveal themselves to tell us we were being filmed for an insanely corny prank show. My cousin decided to take the little ones outside from the sensory overload that was happening around us. After a good half hour of this nonsense, it was finally time to pay. She started going on a rant about how she “wasn’t trained properly” and had “no idea how to do any of this” I’m not exactly sure what she was taught when she got hired but I truly think they would be better off having a chimp work behind that counter.

She told us she had to do separate transactions for the single scoops and double scoops because she “wasn’t trained on how to do that.” I was in genuine disbelief. I’ve been working in the service industry for over 5 years so I knew that was either complete bullshit or she was literally trained by a muted YouTube tutorial. I decided to hold my tongue because I just wanted to leave at this point. My sister hands over her credit card and pays for the first check (charged for 2 double scoops of ice cream and charged us each an additional $3 for a regular bowl??). The cashier runs the card again and looks over to us, holding my sisters credit card, she says “what is your credit card number?” With pure bewilderment I said “do you not know how to read?” She did not like that. She immediately raises her voice to a theatrical volume yelling “I MOST CERTAINLY DO KNOW HOW TO READ. YOU CAN GET OUT FOR BEING DISRESPECTFUL. IT IS MY RIGHT TO KICK YOU OUT AND I’M TELLING YOU TO LEAVE.” I looked at her dumbfounded. Are you kidding? We just dealt with a half hour of disrespect, incompetence, and genuine foolishness and now I’m being kicked out for giving the exact same energy she was giving me? She was able to get a lot of words out before I looked at my sister, who was fighting to hold back laughter, and said “okay” and walked out. I walked a ways down the hallway with my cheeks beat red from such a dramatic altercation in public, and stood next to some doors so I was still visible to my brother and sister when they walked out of the parlor. 5 minutes go by and I see crazy cashier marching down the hall and pushes through what I’m assuming are the kitchen doors, yelling “I need someone to help me. I have 2 disrespectful guests, one I had to kick out already and the other won’t leave.” Out walks the cashier and a girl who seemed to be about the same age but with a nicer shirt on.

Eventually my brother and sister come out and my sister was exchanging pleasant farewells with the manager. We race down the stairs and she starts explaining everything I missed. As soon as I got kicked out she told my sister “if you’re gonna be disrespectful too, you can leave.” She stayed quiet. She starts asking my sister what her ccv number is and she, who has much more patience than I do, plainly says “you’re holding my credit card.” She shouts again. “what’s your cvv?!” My sister, in a more firm tone said “I don’t know. You’re holding my credit card.” The cashier goes “you don’t need to get an attitude with me. You can get out of here and I’ll bring your credit card to you” And my sister snapped back “Give me my credit card and I’ll gladly leave.” And that’s when she stormed out to get the “manager” (a 13 year old in a polo) and the manager checked my sister out with no issues and a friendly goodbye. I’ve never laughed harder in my life. I’m trying to figure out if I should feel bad for my attitude but I personally do not think I’m the asshole in this situation considering the nightmare overstimulation circus she put us through but maybe I’m wrong. Please feel free to let me know in the comments.

Hello everyone, I live in a house with 2 apartments, 1 upstairs and one first floor. I live on the first floor and share a hallway with the upstairs tenants. We had a problem with them picking up their dog poop in the shared backyard about a year ago and I nicely asked the landlord to talk to them and after that she showed up at my door screaming at me and telling me I’m not allowed to go through the landlord, and said she thought she was clear that I go through her. Ever since then she has been slamming doors everyday, playing loud music, parking so close to my car I can’t get my kids in the car. I haven’t complained once since then, and after that incident I put a ring camera on my door. I put the camera up for me and my children’s safety because I wanted it documented if they kept showing up at my door AND because I need to know when they have their dog in the hallway because their dog has tried to attack me on multiple occasions.
Well fast forward to last week they left for vacation and put a ring camera on the door that leads to their stairs (their door is immediately to the right when you walk in the main door to the house) I didn’t have a problem with the ring camera on the door because they already have cameras in multiple spots, however, as soon as they came back from vacation they moved the camera on their door to below their doorknob, the problem is that the camera is legitimately crotch level for me and my husband and I feel that it is extremely awkward and an invasion of privacy. Am I a Karen if I call my landlord to complain? Again, I don’t care if they have it on the door but the angle is extremely I intimate.

So today i was working and at the end of a transaction at a checkout i held my hand out to accept the payment and the customer (a LGBTQ man) actually threw the money on the counter, i didn't like his attitude so I i picked it and threw it to him against the counter, he shut up and grabbed his cash and left.

So am i the Karen?

So I've been seeing this counselor named Whitney and Tory for the past year or so. Tory is an intern who recently joined about 3 months ago and I cannot stand her. Tory paints me as a horrible person when I am not actually a bad person. She's just like these cyber bullies of mine who paint me in such of a horrible image when I am not even that bad. She is believing all of these people and their false accusations of me doing something inappropriate to my friend when I was set up and framed. Tory today got on my nerves again when she accused me of being a manipulative asshole. She told me that my actions of buying an Insta360 X4 camera to use as an excuse and advantage to make my friend plan a trip with me to Texas. I mainly got the camera as an excuse to push my friend into letting me come over to Texas so that he can take me to some of these state parks near him so that I can test my camera. I know for the fact that he is always willing to do things for me and I know that I can convince him to let me come over if I have this new camera. I am seeing him tommorow and so I'm gonna be talking to him about planning it. Tory called me out and said to me "So you don't care what spencer wants to do. He literally came back to town to hangout with you and visit family and you still are pressuring him into letting you come over to Texas. Why can't you just go to Texas by yourself and not bother him? You're an manipulative and controlling asshole". The thing is that I can't drive cause I have a learning disability which hindered me from getting my license, this is why I need him to meet up with me and take me to places. I've always gotten him to drive me to places such as things like this or when I needed him to drive me to see another friend of mine. Whitney got mad at me and bashed me as well and said "When are you going to stop doing this and stop destroying your life ? Your already in a huge amount of debt and you keep digging your grave. Your going to end up homeless with no wife. You say you want to go to vietnam and meet a girl who your family wants to introduce you to but yet you refuse to save up for it and instead blow all of your money. What's going to happen when you suddenly meet a girl like 6 months from now and she wants to get married ? You won't have any money for a wedding and she's gonna dump your arssse. You're manipulative and just downright an asshole.". I'm just so angry cause shes trying to control me and tell me what to do. I have to take this trip to Texas. Otherwise I'm gonna lose my mind and do some crazy things like sneaking into neighbor's backyard pools or go ding dong ditching". Am I the Karen for not listening to both of them ?

We ordered a dining table back in June with a 7 week lead time and I picked the oak finish because our kitchen is quite dark, and I sat in that showroom going back and forth between two samples for about 40 minutes before I committed to it.

It got delivered last Thursday while I was at work and my husband signed for it without opening the box, because the delivery guys were in a rush and he was on a call. I got home and it's the walnut, which is nearly black next to the one I picked.

I called them Saturday morning, so 2 days after, and was told the return window is 48 hours from delivery and that it had been signed for as received, so as far as they're concerned it was accepted. I said we accepted a BOX, we didn't accept a table, and could they just send out the oak one.

They told me oak is 9 weeks out now and offered me 120 dollars off to keep the walnut. I said no thank you, I would like the table I ordered and paid for, and the woman on the phone told me that most customers are happy with a goodwill gesture and that she'd note that I had declined it, in a tone. I have the order confirmation in writing with oak on it.

My husband thinks I should take the 120 because it's a nice table and we'd be sitting here until November otherwise, and he's right about the waiting, it would honestly drive me mad. I just keep walking past it and seeing the wrong table.

Am I being a Karen over a table?

New people moved in next door in March. They're perfectly nice, we've chatted a few times, no issues at all until now.

They put a camera up above their side door in June, one of those doorbell style ones on a bracket. The problem is the angle. Our kitchen window looks onto their side path and the camera is pointed more or less straight at it. I only noticed because my husband was doing the dishes one evening and said he felt like he was being watched, and when I went out and looked up at it, it is aimed right in.

I can see it from the sink, so it can see me at the sink, and it can see about half the kitchen behind me including the table where we eat.

I know it's their property and their camera and they're entitled to secure their own house. I also know they almost certainly did not sit there aiming it at us on purpose and it's probably just where the bracket happened to sit, so I'm not accusing anybody of anything here.

But I've started shutting the blind at about 6 every evening and I caught myself the other day not walking back through my own kitchen in a towel, and I really don't like that I'm doing that in my own house.

My sister figures if I say something I become the neighbor who complained about a camera 2 months after they put it up, and it'll be awkward with them forever over a thing they didn't even do deliberately. She thinks I should leave it and keep the blind shut.

Would I be the Karen for raising it?

I clocked back in from break, left my phone briefly on the Back counter by the time clock,and the shift lead picked it up, opened the leather case, scrolled at least one page to where my camera app is, and accidentally took a picture of herself. She didn't say anything and I didn't notice until today. When asked she laughed it off and joked like that's something she always does when she sees a phone , then claimed she thought it was a customer 's. On the back counter by the time clock? She did not apologize , just acted like it was nothing. But I know if someone fiddled with her phone there be heck to pay. The manager also laughed it off but she is the manager's pet.

I can go higher. Would you?

my neighbor next door put a ring camera right next to my fence, we live in a house. I feel uncomfortable what can I do so I can block the view from my side. My neighbor and I don’t have good relations. I don’t have respect for them this neighbor is daughter of my father-in-law, wife. My father-in-law cheated on my mother-in-law with that hog. This goes way back. Please let me know what I can do.