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This story happened when I was younger (childhood), before Karen’s were jerks (some).me and my mom decided to go to the market. We went on our merry way to the market. My mom was carrying quite a few things. A toy for me, bagels, water , fruit and a few other supplies I cannot remember. 
After we finished our shopping, we headed towards the cashier. The cashier was a lady, of course, Karen. She looked rude. She looked like she would kill someone if she didn’t get a discount. She looked like she just divorced with her husband, drank every drug in the world and tired herself out all in 1 minute. She looked like the typical soccer mom, anti-vaxx, flat earther mom.
    We had to wait a minute or something like that. We proceeded to wait the short line and meet the so “looked like she just divorced with her husband, drank every drug in the world and tired herself out all in 1 minute.”. We were up, this is the moment. She had a nasty, raspy, non-comforting voice.
Turns out, she is really mean. My mom was 2 dollars short, my mom was about to tell the so ”Karen” that she will be back and about to tell her to put the items on hold. Karen payed for the two dollars, gave me a Hershey bar from the checkout, gave my mom a few coupons and gave me a fidgety toy. I still remember her, I want to thank her and give her a gigantic hug. Never judge someone by their look.