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Karen Demands $20,000 From Me! | Reddit Stories
Karen Demands $20,000 From Me! | Reddit Stories
Karen demanded I move from my table at the restaurant so she could sit there with her son. She then complained to the manager to the point where he had to call the cops on her. Once they arrived she still refused to cooperate, which resulted in Karen getting arrested! Subscribe for more reddit podcast stories.
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00:38 Karen Demands my Table, Gets Arrested!
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After that, am I the jerk for getting mad at my boyfriend for saying I don't deserve the money I make? And after that, am I the jerk for laughing at a child-free woman wanting to be a housewife? Now for every thumbs up this video, kids, one Karen has to watch the Super Mario Bros. movie. Oh, I can't wait to see that. I love Chris Pratt, the 1993 version. Oh, you're just wrong for that. So please smash that like button and subscribe and turn on notifications for new stories from Reddit every single day. My Karen sister expects me to hand over $20,000. Let me give you the relevant background, me, 32 female, and my twin sister have a great uncle. He and his husband are child-free and we are the only kids in the whole family. When we were high school freshmen, he set us down and told us that he would like to leave us his practice, orthodontics, to us if we wanted him to. I agreed and worked hard for it. My sister on the other hand always wanted to be a homemaker. Nothing wrong with that. When we were accepted to college, he paid for mine and gave an equal amount to her that she used on a big wedding and a grand honeymoon. Their husband has a great job, but they've always been deep in debt because they like to keep up with the Joneses, new car each year, grand vacations, kids in private schools, and a ton of extra curriculars. Two years ago, I finally was able to join my uncle's practice, so he transferred everything to my name and left his huge paid off house and engaged community to my sister. Then he and his husband moved to Florida to live the life. It was just bad luck that a few months later, lockdown hit and the practice started suffering. And that's when my sister started on the gloating about how she was the smarter twin in the end. How she ended up with a paid for house and a great family while I was an old maid with a worthless practice. I ignored her remarks the same as I've been doing for years. Then restrictions eased and I started making money. I just bought a condo and a Tesla. Two days ago, she invited me, then she asked me for $20,000. Apparently, they took a mortgage on the house because her husband lost his job and now they are behind on their house payments, car payments, all the bills and the kids tuition. I was sympathetic, offered to help her budget, said that if they gave back their cars, I could pay the difference and get them a used one. Also that I would get them current on essential bills and get them food, but that was that. She got angry, said I was a bad sister and that I was lording the fact that I was a successful doctor over her that I wanted to see her brought low. I couldn't accept the disrespect in my own house, so I asked her to leave and to only contact me when she was ready to apologize and act rational about her situation. She called me a jerk and left. Then she blocked me from everywhere and went whining to our parents. I still think that I am in the right, but I don't want to see my nephews and niece become homeless. So am I the jerk? Not the jerk. If you start handing money over now, it will never stop. Family are the worst when it comes to money, bar none. If she is not willing to shift and budget, she is literally just wanting your money. It has nothing to do with keeping a roof over her head. If things were that bad, she would be okay budgeting. This is an issue they brought on themselves, and if you bail them out now, you will be bailing them out for years. Do not become the family ATM. Not the jerk. They can apply for assistance like everyone else. They are also both able-bodied adults, so if they want to maintain an extravagant lifestyle, they can get jobs to support it. You are quite generous to offer to help them catch up and buy food. That's more than most people struggling right now have help with. You're not obligated to help her at all. Yet, you did, despite her insults during the shutdown. Your sister needs to grow up, and if your parents are enabling her behavior, they can go into debt helping her if they want to. Well, who do you think is the jerk? Opie or her sister? Please let us know. Sister made her bed, now she gets to lie in it. Am I the jerk for getting mad at my boyfriend, for saying I don't deserve the money I make? I'm a 28 year old woman, and I got really lucky to get the job I have right now. I studied electrical and computer engineering in college, and job hopped 4 times. Each time I switched jobs, I negotiated really hard for pay and benefits. I'm making 160 grand now, working remotely, and living in a very low cost of living area. It's a really nice gig, and I recognize I'm extremely lucky to have interests that line up with a super well-paying industry, and super lucky to have been able to go to college at all. But despite that, I feel like I did work to deserve it somewhat. College was super demanding and difficult. My first few jobs had grueling schedules, and I feel like I'm being paid more for the knowledge I built over all that time. But still, I have to admit, it's pretty cushy. I never work over 40 hours a week. My coworkers never contact me about work outside of my 9 to 5. I get paid stupid good money for it, and I have 2 months vacation time. So onto the conflict. My boyfriend used to work outside the home. He's an IT admin at a large company. But because of the lockdown, his job became partially remote, so we're working out of the same house, and I think he sees how different our jobs and pay are. He makes 65 grand a year, and works a lot longer hours. He usually starts his day at 7 or 8 a.m. and works until 6 or 7 p.m. He more often has to work weekends to do IT stuff, and he's on call for emergencies with his personal phone, and it seems like they have any emergencies every week. So since we've been working from home together, he makes comments about it occasionally, like must be nice, kinds of things. Recently, he's gotten more frustrated with me though. Yesterday, I had a bad headache, so I told my boss that I was going to be away from my desk for a while since I wasn't feeling well. I blocked out a 2 hour meeting on my calendar, so people wouldn't try and reach me, and I took a nap. My boyfriend saw me napping during work and said, "They're really paying you to sleep, huh?" I snapped at him, saying that they were paying me for my skills, and that I didn't care for the way he had been talking about my job. He said something petty about my skills at napping, and wasting time on Zoom, and how that's definitely worth 6 figures, and I got really irritated and said that just because he was underpaid doesn't mean that he could call me overpaid, and if he was mad, he should go take that out on his boss, not me. He said that I was being ridiculous, he'd be in trouble at work if he did. I said maybe he needs to find a better job if his boss isn't ready to talk money. He called me privileged and out of touch, and said that it isn't that easy to just go find a better job. I said that if you don't try, you're never going to know. He got irritated and stormed out. Am I the jerk for how I talked to my boyfriend about work? Not the jerk. So you've worked hard in college, and you've got a great degree. Changed jobs 4 times, and gone through the new job grill, cracked 4 interviews, negotiated well, work a full time job, and you talk like it's all easy and you're not doing anything major? Girl, you don't appreciate yourself, and I think it might have something to do with your man. I make more than my husband, and not once as my husband spoke to me like this. You need to get out, because he's not going to understand or change. This is who he is. He's jealous, and petty, and insecure. If he can't let you nap when you have a headache, he doesn't love you. I'm sorry, but the longer you stay, you're totally going to stop loving yourself. Talk to a few friends, talk to a therapist, get your thoughts and feelings in order, and get out. Everyone sucks here. You're not the jerk for being successful. I bet you did work hard to get to where you are, and you seem genuinely aware that you also got extremely lucky. We all have somewhere we're trying to get to. As the largest energy producer in Colorado, Chevron is helping meet rising demand, and we're working to do it responsibly. Our next-gen, tankless facilities reduce the greenhouse gas emissions of our operations by more than 90% compared to our older designs. Working to provide Colorado with energy that's affordable, reliable, and ever cleaner. So everyone can get to where they want to be. You've arrived. That's energy in progress. Visit chevron.com/tankless. Okay, round two. Name something that's not boring. Laundry? 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Or her boyfriend? Please let us know. He needs to quit that belly-aking. If Reddit boy over here made as much as she does, I'd probably actually love him. "Am I the jerk for laughing at a child-free woman wanting to be a housewife? I've been online dating for quite a while. My profile very clearly states, 'I'm dating with marriage as the end goal.' I matched a few weeks ago with a charming woman who said she also was dating with the intent to get married, with the caveat of wanting a traditional relationship where she would be a housewife. I agree that I would be happy with that arrangement in the future. She chatted about a variety of subjects and set up a date for an early dinner two weeks out. Today, much to my surprise, during the date, she casually mentioned she doesn't want to have kids. "And my confusion," I asked her, "but you said you were looking to become a housewife." She responds, "You can be a housewife and still not want kids." Admittedly, I did chuckle, but it wasn't a full-bellied roar of a laugh, just a chuckle. She took great offense to my laugh and asks, "Why can't I be child-free and a housewife?" My response was, "What will you be doing all day?" She says, "What do older housewives do after their kids go off on their own?" My response was, "Usually back to work." I told her it's going to be next to impossible to find a man willing to take that deal. She gets angry and leaves. I tell my sister, and she thinks I "crushed" that poor woman's dreams. Am I the jerk for telling her the truth? You're the jerk. It is incredibly rude to laugh in someone's face who is being genuine and honest with you. It's also not that crazy that, if her future partner makes enough that she doesn't need to work, then she can stay home. My wife didn't work for several years before we even decided to have kids. I didn't want her to have to work. Seems pretty dumb to me to take up someone's free time for no real reason. Again, as long as finances can be managed by one of you, what will she do? Watch TV. See her family and friends. Be stress free. Feel happier. I don't know why you wouldn't want that for the person you love if you have the opportunity to provide it. You may think her way of thinking is childish as you smugly laughed at the premise. It is even more childish to live in this world where everything needs to be fair, and if I have to work, you have to work too. Not the jerk. Everyone in this thread is like, "She wants to stay home and do nothing? How dare you laugh at her?" If the roles were reversed, he's a lazy freeloader. Don't let him be a worthless bum on your dime. I'm going to get downvoted to heck, but I've seen far too many of the reversed posts, where it immediately means the man is a worthless bum. Everyone does chores around the house. If you're child-free, get a job. You don't get to laze about every day with minimal duties and expect everyone to accept you. Will she find a partner willing? Probably. But does it need to be you, and is your laughing a jerk move? No. Not the jerk. This thread is ridiculous. What do you think? Was Opie the jerk for laughing when she said this to him or not? Please let us know. At least he took her on a date. You haven't taken me anywhere since 1999. I no longer help out customers as much as I used to, and for good reason. I work at an AT&T-based cell phone service retailer, started two to three months ago, and I've overall loved it and have exceeded it. I also got nothing but great reviews, and people always generally considering me very helpful, and indeed I try to be. But not as much as I used to. No, not at all. And that's because some customers ruin it for everyone else. Let me tell you a little story. It was one late dark evening in September, and a couple walked into our store, looking to join our service. Everything was going well, we got along. 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To smash the phone some more on the open concrete until it was reduced to pieces. While I stood there, half shook, half confused, and half concerned for my own safety. His wife was just sitting there, scrolling through her phone as if nothing happened, and just simply said in a gentle laughing tone, "I don't know why he's freaking out, huh?" As if she was fully used to this behavior. I then handed her their bag and they went on their way, I just stood there alone for a minute, and the open silence, reflecting on what the heck just happened. And suddenly, I remembered what one of those people who trained me a few months back said to me in response to when I asked him what his main philosophy of dealing with customers is. He replied, "As soon as the customer walks in, I try to get them out of my face as quickly as humanly possible." At first, I disagreed with him because I value customer service, but now I'm starting to think he was right. Oh P, it's nice of you to go the extra mile. 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He's worked part time jobs since he was 15, but my girlfriend refuses to let him pay to stay with us because he needs the money for his "college fund". I was fine with this until he became an adult, now he should have to do his part and I told him as such. He said he would do more chores and run errands instead of paying because he doesn't have money, despite having two part time jobs. So I went to my girlfriend about it. She said that if I felt the split wasn't fair, she would pay two thirds of the rent on behalf of her brother and I could pay the rest. I started to get angry then and told her that it's not right for her to be letting an adult man leech off of us. I made it very clear that the brother shouldn't be living with us now that he's no longer a minor. He has been constantly leeching off my girlfriend by letting her pay for his tuition fees, college applications etc, while giving nothing in return. When both of them started ignoring me, I packed up the brother's stuff and told him to leave. My girlfriend went totally nuts. She threw a fit and said that I was overstepping my boundaries. She went on this spiel about how her family is her top priority, even though I'm the one who supported her for the last couple of years, and how I had no right to bully an 18 year old. When I tried to explain how she's being a pushover for letting her brother walk all over her, she screamed to get out and never come back. I was obviously shocked at being kicked out of my own home, so I refused and she threatened me with the police. I grabbed my stuff and went, and I'm now waiting for her to get over it so I can return. I've had to stay on a friend's couch for the last few days because my girlfriend of two years cares about doing everything for another man, completely ignoring how she overstepped my boundaries by allowing an outsider in our place. Am I the jerk for getting upset? Edit. I want to make it clear that I didn't immediately try to throw out the brother when he turned 18. I spoke to both of them multiple times explaining the situation, but it was ignored. I tried talking about it for half a month before doing this as a last resort. Edit too. After some consideration, I've decided that finding my own place and living arrangements will be for the better. Clearly, my girlfriend refuses to place any responsibility on her brother, so he'll be there for who knows how long. I'll wait for her to unblock me and get in contact to have a serious discussion about our relationship, and hopefully we'll both apologize for losing our cool and move on. If not, well, there are plenty of fish in the sea. You're the jerk. Wow. Everything in this entire post was me, me, me. Your girlfriend undertook one of the most difficult things a person can go through and is doing a great job at it, and all you can talk about is yourself and how you feel about it. Nothing about how amazing she is and how a lesser person would crumble. All of you have to do is get a little appreciation. You're bitter, and if you don't change, this relationship is going to move on without you. You're the jerk. You are the outsider. Her brother is more than her brother. She's taken on a parental role when the parents passed. She's helping him and guiding him to being an adult. Were you kicked out the moment you turned 18? Were you expected to pay rent as a teenager? Did your parents help you with college applications? I sincerely hope your girlfriend comes to her senses and completely ends things with you. You're the jerk. Dude, I can't believe this needs to be explained to you. First, she's not doing all of these things for another man. It's her brother, who she has raised for the past few years after their parents passed. I mean, good on her. Second, you moved in with them. You don't get to just kick him out when he was there first? Didn't like living with a third person? Too bad. That's what you agreed to when you moved in with her and her brother. Your girlfriend is taking on the role of his parent because they don't have any. That means supporting him, including financially, if she so chooses, which she has. Of course, she's choosing him over you, because she's not the jerk. You are. This isn't going to change. You moved into their home. You act like some jerk stepfather who wants to ship the kids off to boot camp as soon as he's married the mom. Remember when you said at the very beginning of this, how she doesn't let anyone walk all over her? That includes you. Well what do you think? Is OP the jerk for how he acted or not? Please let us know. And I think jerk would be an understatement, to be honest. Why is the music so loud? I work at an office supply store. This happened to my coworker, and I saw it all go down. A lady comes in asking if we fix printers. She shoves a really beat up machine on the counter. 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I'm sorry. I have no control over the sound system. Can't you go turn it down? No, ma'am. I can't. It's all set by corporate. We can't adjust the volume or change the songs or anything. They actually call us if we try to adjust it, but it's too loud. I'm sorry, ma'am. Come on. There has to be something you can do about it. What if I came in here and just started screaming at everyone? I'd call a manager over it to ask you to leave. Okay, so call a manager to have them turn down the music. He does. Our manager comes up and basically repeats the exact same information about how there's nothing we can do. She sits there like a deer in the headlights for about ten seconds. Well, that's unacceptable to me, manager. I'm sorry, ma'am. She proceeds to slam her printer on the desk and speed walks out of the store. As always, with these customers, we spend the next five minutes ruthlessly mocking her when she's out of your shot. I'm not the lab tech, but you have given me a urine sample before. 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I'm a dentist." And at that moment, I remembered her. She had been an emergency patient I had seen one time, only for a toothache years before when I worked in a practice here in town. It had been a catastrophic visit, and she never came back. She remembered me at that same moment, and she saw in my expression that I remembered her. "Oh yeah," was all she said and stepped back. I quickly wrapped up my business with Nice Lady and meekly said in a chair. Karen eventually made her way into the waiting room and sat with her back resolutely towards me, until I was called back by the nurse. I went through my cardiology checkup and had forgotten about my GL by the time I was done. When I went to leave, I waved at Nice Lady on my way out. Pro tip, always be extra polite and kind to the office support staff. They have way, way more influence over your provider's attitude towards you than you realize. How you treat them can influence how your doctor treats you. Nice Lady waved me over before I left and told me in a quiet voice that I was the first person to ever shut Karen down mid-attack. I guess Karen is in there at least monthly, and she is always rude and demanding, and most people, being intimidated by her size, just defer and let her have her way. I just smiled and said, "Huh, guess I'm just lucky." She smiled and I walked off. I am not lucky. What I couldn't say because of HIPAA, American law governing the share of personal health information is that when Karen was my patient for exactly one visit, I had pulled a really loose infected tooth for her. After the really simple extraction, as I was placing some gauze over the bleeding hole and telling her to relax in the chair and not stand up too fast if she felt lightheaded, she did exactly that. She stood straight up, immediately swayed, and passed out, crashing head-first over the chair into the tray of used instruments. The chair completely gave out and collapsed, screaming and groaning to the floor. Karen went to the bathroom in her collapse and the smell literally made my assistant rich. We spent the next few hurried minutes getting her revived and on oxygen. I'm not a small guy, as I've said, but we could not physically move her. And once she was down, apparently she could not physically move herself either. She had to lay there over our twisted chair, breathing on oxygen, yelling and bleeding from her mouth in a pool of her own waste for a solid 15 minutes until six burly EMS guys could squeeze into our little overcrowded operatory to hoist her up and escort her out to the ambulance. She was not pleased. She apparently recovered and lived to make the lives of other health care workers full of interest and entertainment. The chair, however, did not recover, had to be replaced. I've seen her one other time since then and the far-off distance of Walmart, putting along laboriously on a motorized cart. I guess the moral of the story is that if you are going to aggressively mistake someone as a lazy employee of your doctor, make sure first that he's not someone you already know from an extremely embarrassing prior encounter. Am I the jerk for walking out of a practice after my substitute swim coach told me I couldn't? For some background, I, 15 female, have been swimming competitively for a club team for a little over seven years, which means I know every coach very well and have been coached by almost all of them at some point. I also work for the swim team and teach swim lessons to the younger kids. This is an official job. I have a work permit and receive consistent pay for teaching these lessons. I teach swim lessons for the team twice a week. The lessons are scheduled to start ten minutes after my practice gets done, so if I am coaching, I typically get out of practice about five to ten minutes early so I can shower and change. My supervisor likes us to be a few minutes early and I also like to look presentable at least and be a good role model to the kids. The other day, my current coach, 30-ish male, wasn't able to make our practice, which doesn't happen very often. Instead of canceling practice, another one of my coaches, 50-ish female, took his place. We all knew this coach very well and I personally had her as a coach for three and a half years. She had a lot of experience and was constantly going to conventions to learn how to coach her swimmers better. My typical coach is very aware that I leave early on these days as it has been going on for several weeks. When I saw we had the other coach for the day, I immediately went up to her and told her I would be getting out early. She replied by saying 10 minutes was plenty of time. I tried to explain that the job started in 10 minutes and I needed to be there early, but she insisted that 10 minutes was enough. At this point in my life, saving up for a car, I prioritized my job over athletics and decided I would be leaving when I needed to no matter what she said. About 10 minutes early, I got out of the pool and put my equipment away. The substitute coach stopped me and told me to get back in the pool and finish my current set, which would be ending in a few minutes after practice should end actually. I repeated myself telling her that I had to leave to get ready for work, but she told me again to put my cat back on. I then proceeded to tell her how I admired her as a coach. She was always learning new coaching techniques and she had so much experience and knowledge, but I needed to leave. I calmly stated that my job is an optional and that my supervisor expected me to be there early. Even after all this, she was still upset and told me to get back in the pool. I firmly said that I was not asking for permission, I was telling her I was leaving and then walked out. She was gone by the time I returned to the pool deck to begin work. I have never stood up to an adult like that and I'm wondering if I made the right decision. I don't want her to tell my normal coach and have him be upset either. Am I the jerk? Edit. Wow, that blew up fast. I didn't expect such a large response so quickly. I thought I should add that my supervisor has expressed he likes us there early. My normal coach is also fully aware of my schedule. Additionally, I am paid for the full hour. The lesson is only 50 minutes, but we have to gather equipment and organize the kids before it starts, so I like to be early because I am being paid for those 10 minutes before we start. Thanks for all the feedback. Support our channel by joining as a member today and we'll give you a shout out in our next video. 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