One time when I was a teenager in a gaming store, and this lady with a kid comes up to me. “Would you buy this game for me?” she asks, “My son wants it.”

I’m like, “No, I don’t have any money.”

She’s all, “Come on, of course you have money, you’re looking at games!” I tell her, “I like looking at games. I don’t have to buy you games. I don’t have any money” This goes on for a little bit, her asking, insisting, telling me I’m an awful person for not buying her young son a video game. I’m getting scared and people are looking at us. Even her son looks uncomfortable. Then she takes me by the arm, “Come on, you have to buy me this game! I don’t have any money!”

Now I have Asperger’s Syndrome. I don’t like being touched by complete strangers, and I pull back sharply and snap at her, without thinking, “If you ever touch me again, I’ll kill you.”

Well, that makes her back off. I continue looking around , keeping an eye on her. And then she slips the game case into her bag and walks out the door. She’s not just a Karen, she’s a damn shoplifter. I go up to the desk, and I tell them, “I think that lady took the game without paying.”

The guy at the desk smiles and goes after her, and they ask to see her receipt, as they do. And she starts screaming at them, saying she bought the game fair. I’m watching. She’s screaming at him and really getting up close and nasty, he looks kind of nervous. He’s only maybe 20, doesn’t want to lose his job. And then I step up next to the guy and say “You didn’t buy the game. I saw it.” And she looks at me, and throws the game on the ground and rushes off.

The guy gives me a £5 gift voucher.