The Karening!

We got Karened this mornin. It was my first experience with it, and it was really sort of annoying.

So our kiddo was having tubes put in his ears which involves anesthesia and a visit to a surgery center. Most expensive 10 minutes of my life. Literally.

We get there and get told that they will take him back and we'll wait in the waiting room. So this is all normal surgery procedure when doing anesthesia especially. And that's what happened. So in the waiting room, we're all wearing masks and the chairs are spaced obnoxiously far apart. Thinking nothing of it, I tell hubby to pull one a little closer, so we can sit as a family because, you know, we live together and presumably have the same cooties and before our child was able to even set foot in the door, he had to be COVID tested and come up negative with the PCR test.

Presumably, we are quite likely negative, have been temp screened, and would share the status being household members. Sitting together ought not be an issue, but some concerned woman comes up and tells us we cannot move our chairs together ... because COVID.

What would we do? Infect each other?!

So I got off my chair and sat beside my husband on the floor grumbling, "Why not? I have the same damn cooties you do!"

At least no one stopped me from that.

(Kiddo, btw, is just fine.)

Covid is THE thing current Karens and Karens in the making have been waiting their whole lives for. Something that can make them feel superior to the nasty maskless population and those who dare to come closer than 6 foot to any other living, breathing, being. It has given them life.

They are immune to covid in increments just long enough to get close enough to let others know what a terrible and vile citizen they are and how they are currently murdering thousands of the elderly population and the kids! Won’t someone think of the children! They must use those minute amount of minutes wisely. Thus your experience today.

It is something to behold for sure. It gives us something to laugh about in these oh so trying times.

I’m glad the kiddo is ok. I’m almost 44. I had that operation 7 times before I was 10. Hopefully one will do yours.

Yea I avoid going out as much as possible. There are times when people should but in, now however a lot look at it like it is their duty on anything that doesn't completely match their internal mantra

a reply to: ketsuko

Was it staff, or a rando?

I'm starting to understand that staff is just trying to keep their business open by observing stupid rules (thank your governors, folks.)

Randos trying to enforce those rules with pretend authority ought to get some good old-fashioned shock treatment.

a reply to: Kangaruex4Ewe

Oh we were masked though. We comply that much recognizing the difficult of business. I get the spacing was for social distancing, but who decided that they could not allow family units to sit near one another? In a place that does surgical procedures on children, did they not think that both parents would occasionally come along being concerned about their offspring and that husbands and wives might like to sit with one another and wait? God forbid one parent has to bring along a sibling who is younger or something.

Allowing members of a household to sit together seems to me to not be a risk, so allowing chairs to be in groupings should be family-friendly.

a reply to: NarcolepticBuddha

There is nothing in the rules against allowing family to be near one another as far as I am aware. Random people, maybe, but not family. If there was, then going to the grocery store would be an absurd experience at the checkout line.

Oh and in case, it's not the governor but local officials who set the rules. In this case the county health authority. Our governor has taken a more or less let the locals rule approach.

a reply to: ketsuko

It’s getting ridiculous. I saw a video of a funeral where chairs were spaced out. Two sons and a mother were in front. In the middle of the funeral the sons pulled their chairs close to comfort the mother and the funeral was stopped while they were trying to get them to move their chairs back.

I understand some things. Some things are a bridge too damn far. I’m glad you didn’t let it phase you. Can you imagine if it had been something more serious and someone acting like two parents couldn’t comfort each other during that time? The insanity has to stop somewhere.

a reply to: ketsuko

First off, I hope your kiddo is doing well through all this.

But that's really annoying that someone would be surprised a family who lives together wants to comfort each other through something like this.

I recently go yelled at by an elderly women in the parking lot of a grocery store. I definitely could have been more polite in my response.

Some days just feel like utter madness. Most of the time I (and everyone for that matter) can navigate this, but tensions are high for many of us some days. I get why some people have had enough of the fear mongering.

I find way too many opportunities to use this meme these days ...

a reply to: CriticalStinker

He's not at all phased. He says his one ear is a bit sore, so he's had some tylenol, but otherwise the anesthesia hasn't really made a dent in him.

When we came into the recovery room, he was swinging his head around on purpose to feel the dizzy sensations.

Any time anybody goes out, be aware that many people are extra emboldened right now and will be for at least 3 or 4 months 🚨

a reply to: xuenchen

There's a lot of people out there slowly reaching the end of their tether, too.

Best to stand well clear of the blast zone and watch the fireworks from a safe distance.

a reply to: ketsuko
There is no such thing as families if this new administration gets in, its harmful to those who identify as family wrecking cucks. Families are toxic, they prevent weirdos from instructing children on how to win over their partners at age 8.

/s

a reply to: ketsuko

We just got our first cases of COVID in my neighborhood. On my street we are about five to sixty acres apart from each other, so I am not afraid of the virus. My neighbor went to visit family in upper Florida for Christmas, her husband stayed home. She started getting sick around Saturday, her husband started feeling sick last night, and she just got taken to the ER about an hour ago.

This is my first up close and personal encounter with COVID. We are praying for a speedy recovery for her and her husband. I am so sorry they are ill, but I have to be honest, I am ready to have this thing and be done with it. I don't fear death. I do fear being a burden. I have four brothers and five sisters that would do anything for me, as I would do for them. Our mother lives with me and they would move mountains for her, she too is of concern to me, but she says she is too old to worry about tomorrow. She says tomorrow may never come, so she is going to make the most out of today.

I follow all the guidelines. I wear the mask, gown, and shield. I keep my distance from strangers, and those that are cautious. I clean my work space before a case. I clean after a case, and I have housekeeping come in and do a terminal cleaning. Three cleanings, just in case something is missed.

I don't take anyone else's health, well-being, and peace of mind, lightly, especially not in a medical environment. I also take into consideration the feelings and concerns from those that doubt the response to the virus. I try to respect all involved.

a reply to: ketsuko

Was the woman just a concerned woman or was she a staff member objecting to the derangement of her precisely established sitting patterns. There is a science to that you know. Many hours went into juggling the spaces available for seating. Prolly even had to go to an ''outside'' specialist to make those organizational arrangements, you know, consultations with the Consultant Class. And just who do you think you are to disrupt the grand creations of minds far superior to your own. Messing around with ''the way things sposed to be'' for crying out loud.

Damn trouble makers.

I was at a new doctors office a month or so ago. They handed me a sheaf of papers to fill out and gave me that silly little clip board to hold in my lap and try to fill in all the information. I always hated that. I have poor hand writing anyway and the arthritis in my wrists and thumbs makes holding that clip board difficult as my hand seems to shake a bit.

I noticed that the chairs on either side of me were turned backward so as to not allow people to sit in them for that covid spacing. So I grabbed one and slid it around in front of me to use the back of the chair as a sort of stabilizer for the clipboard. OH did I get some eyebrows lifted from the gals in reception. One came out and spoke to me saying she hoped I would put that chair back when I was done. I looked up and smiled and asked her for help in how to spell my name.

PS. I had been wondering exactly what a Karen was for a while now but the label just wouldn't sink in to my rigid mind. This however has made it much easier to grasp.

originally posted by: ketsuko
a reply to: NarcolepticBuddha

There is nothing in the rules against allowing family to be near one another as far as I am aware. Random people, maybe, but not family. If there was, then going to the grocery store would be an absurd experience at the checkout line.

And there is the problem. "THE RULES!

What damn rules? Some arbitrary mandates that some two-bit politician pulled out of his arse and told you that you have to follow ... or else! And we all cow-tow like a herd of dumb sheep and submit.

Not to critique what the OP did in response, but I'd have literally pulled my chair closer, or maybe had my wife sit on my lap and given her a big, wet, deep tongue-sucking kiss and dared the bit ... uh, Karen ... to do something about it.

The multitudes are being brainwashed, and the process is subtle and pernicious. I'll give you an example.

We (my family) do not cotton to the false idea of "transitioning" gender. If you are born with a certain set of chromosomes, then that determines your gender/sex/whatever-you-want-to-call-it. You may have your testicles or your breasts hacked off, but you can't change your chromosomes; you just become a mutilated human being and in most cases a really sorry, ugly and pitiful caricature of what your twisted reality wants you to be.

My wife mentioned someone this morning who had "transitioned."

I immediately stopped her. "Now, do you really think that have actually "transitioned" from female to male?" I asked her.

She says, "Well, no. If she was born a woman, she'll never be a man."

"Then why did you use that verbiage?"

We are undergoing a massive operation in neuro-linguistic programming. When you say "THE RULES", you are effectively brainwashing yourself into believing something that you know to be a lie! There are no "rules"! There are just a bunch of arbitrary, illogical mandates issued by self-appointed potentates who don't even follow their own declarations because they know that they are nothing more than so much bovine feces.

I don't call it "COVID" because the word is an invention made up by the WHO - which has proven to be China's little female dog - and it attempts to technologize and weaponize this perceived existential threat to humanity. It's an ugly, pseudo-scientific word made to sound scary and threatening in order to intimidate humanity into submission to the agenda of a medical technocracy.

I don't say "transition" because one cannot change one's actually physical reality. The entire idea is logically and scientifically invalid.

Be careful about the words you use and how they train your brain.

Maybe I need to compose a post about this very topic.
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a reply to: ketsuko

The room was just set up according to protocol.

You could move a chair to sit closer to your spouse. I'm sure the woman just needed to have it explained that you were spouses.

Karen.

Yeah, that's dumb. If you live together, you can sit together. There are Karens on both sides of the covid issue though. I see them yelling at Walmart door greeters daily for recommending they (no longer requiring) put on a face covering.

originally posted by: chr0naut
a reply to: ketsuko

The room was just set up according to protocol.

You could move a chair to sit closer to your spouse. I'm sure the woman just needed to have it explained that you were spouses.

Karen.

Should have been obvious since the three of us came in together, went everywhere together, came out together (well, minus kiddo), talked to one another, and avoided the rest of the people there like good social distancers .

She just didn't want us moving "her" chairs, and we would have put them back.

a reply to: LordAhriman
For a specific type of Karen, I fear a Scolds Bridle may end up being the appropriate "covering".