Been watching a few "Karen" videos on Youtube...
Personally, it's been a number of years, maybe 20 or more since the time a brat rammed my leg with a shopping cart, I yelled at the kid and was chewed out by the Mom.
(She ended up thrown out of the store.)
How about you people?
Any "Karen" encounters, male or female?
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The -45 loving neighbors, a couple doors down, decided it was safe for her kids to play in my driveway which services four dwellings in a small area. She couldn't see them from her place at all and would have had to be right there to be "watching" them. All the kids were under ten except one. And they scream the whole time they are playing, it's bad enough I have to hear them from their back yard, I don't need them right outside my open window. And if one got hurt, the parents would be suing in a heartbeat.
So I asked the kids if they lived here or were visiting anyone here. Of course the answer was "no". So I asked them to go play at their house. A few minutes later, Karen arrives at my door with a vape pen and a mouth full of ignorance. Once I got her off my porch, she went to the kids and ranted about me in a profanity laced blowout.
The kids came back a few minutes later and I sent them home again and called the cops. About an hour later, as I was leaving to run errands, the cops showed up. I was already away from the house so I kept going.
When I returned there were three times as many kids and adults all out in their driveway waiting for me to get home. Two minutes later there were a ton of kids wheeling around in the driveway, around our cars, squealing. So I went out on my porch and the oldest kid looks at me like, "wut?". So I calmly told him that I did not go to his house and annoy them so why are they in my driveway? He blasted off.
A minute later a different Karen comes screeching up the hill to my driveway, "You have to get permission to talk to my kids!" To which I responded, "If you're worried about me talking to your kids, keep them the fuck away from me and my home!" and went inside.
As I looked out the window I saw that she never made it to the driveway but now had summoned all the wannabe tough guy hubbies and pointing to my place and the hubbies making noises like a lynch mob. So I called the cops again and told them that the neighbors were escalating the earlier problem and I felt threatened in my own home. I then told the dispatcher that someone whom they will listen to needs to come and tell them that they need to keep their kids on their property of public property and that if they trouble me again, I'll get restraining orders for every single one of them including their kids. I told her i have PTSD and I might get nasty if provoked.
They have stayed the hell away from me ever since.
Lately their -45 decorations are no longer displayed all over their front door. 
But I would have done the same, I mean I asked the kids politely and I wasn't angry. But kids will say someone "yelled" at them simply because they corrected or asked them to think about what they were doing. And maybe the older kid wanted to see if their parents were going to kick my ass like they were probably claiming they might.
Magat's kids can do some pretty awful shit.
