A woman asked to cut me in the prescription pickup line because she was very sick. I was also very sick and could barely stand, but she was much older and the line was at least 12 people deep. I was going to agree. But then…

“Oh, just forget it!” she screamed. “I can already tell you're not gonna let me. You're heartless!”

“Well, you didn't give me a chance to respond,” I said.

“That's because you have no soul!” this Karen yelled.

I just nodded and said, “You're right. Enjoy the back of the line.”

She asked a few people behind me and they all said, “No.” I heard one man say, “I don't have a soul, either. Sorry.”

It was not my intention to rally the crowd behind me, but I guess once you're fed up with rude people, you just…are.

UPDATE: I am not sure if people are not reading my entire post, not reading it carefully or just trying to stir the pot, but I do not know what the woman's name actually was. It could have been Karen, Harriet or Hope. I don't care. She was, in my opinion, behaving like “A KAREN" A…Karen. I am not going to spend my time soothing the hurt feelings of people who LOOK for things to be hurt over and who have no sense of humor. Sorry! I am a nice person, but you're asking too much now.

And BY THE WAY, one of the best bosses I've ever had was named Karen. Get over yourselves.

UPDATE 2: Wow! I cannot believe how many folks enjoyed my response! Thank you! Obviously, many people took issue with it and I don't feel much need to pay attention to those folks, but it seems that most people saw this for what it was: A humorous, creative telling of a true event. At the end of the day, this is a much-needed outlet for me, especially right now. I appreciate folks for reading this, even those who think I'm a butthead for writing it.