I stopped off to pick up Mark's favorite hoagie on the way back from visiting Dad, and the Karen ahead of me blew a gasket because she wanted someone who spoke English to take her order (the guy did speak English; he just had an accent). The poor guy didn't know what to do, and I was angry and just blurted out, "Hey, lady, knock it off." Of course, she proceeded to go off on me, and that was when the manager came out. He asked her to leave, which she did, cursing a blue streak on her way out🙄
