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~6AM~
getting woken up by an alarm every morning is not something I get used to. No matter how many mornings this happens, I just can never get used to it... I turn off my alarm, check my phone for a min then hop off my bed. It's pretty early so I'm wandering to the bathroom sort of with my eyes closed.
I prepare myself for yet another day at work. My shift starts at 7am and I don't have a long way to work anyway. Honestly not ready to see people's faces all day but someone has to do the job right?

eating my breakfast before doing everything I have to do in the morning before work.
Today's weather is, as of right now not the warmest but also not the coldest so I figured I don't need a vest or jacket to work this time.
I scroll through my socials again for a bit, responding to a few dm's before deciding it's time to go to work. With the bit of strength I have this morning I get up, put my shoes on, take my bag, and make my way to my car. I'm not motivated at all, especially not in the morning but I'll wake up soon for sure.. mornings are just the worst. I'm not a morning person WHATSOEVER! I need my beauty sleep...

„Good morning y/n", I get greeted by one of my coworkers who happens to also show up at work at this time.
„Morning", I say back, trying to wake up somehow.
we walk inside our shop and start preparing everything for the day. The usual „we need to turn everything on first" kinda things. Today we'll be 3-4 people on morning shift and then it switches to the afternoon shift around like 2-3PM. pretty chill I must say. Slowly I'm preparing everything that we need on materials so we can get started.
Having some chats with coworkers to in a way pass the time is always great. All of my coworkers are pretty much really nice, apart from Emily, who can be a little brat sometimes. Emily is one of our coworkers that thinks she's better than anyone else + she just comes and goes whenever she pleases and my boss doesn't do shit about it... even tho he should. Emily is that type of person that would be one of those A+ students but BECAUSE of that thinks they can treat people however they want without getting in trouble cuz otherwise she'll just play the victim and cry like a little baby... anyways, Emily isn't here today so I don't have to deal with her.

~10AM~
„Hi there! Can I get a Cappuccino please?", a customer says.
„A cappuccino, coming right up. Would you like something else with it?", I say, placing the order.
„Oh and one of those muffins please", they further say.
„Of course ah, anything else?", I smile at them, tipping the order in.
„No thank you, thats all", smiling back, she hands my the money and moves to the side, waiting for her order to be ready. Meanwhile, I serve the next customer.
„Hi welcome to Starbucks, what can I get for you?", I greet her, smiling at this lady. something tells me tho, her vibe is off...
„Yeah hi. Hmm let me have a look at your menu... do you have any dairy free stuff by any chance?", the lady says to which I suggest her a few options that we have cuz yes, we do have alternatives like oat milk and almond milk. I name her the few options, to which she has to think about, a while may I add.
Finally she picks the almond milk option and I just try to figure out if she wants any toppings added.
„Can you add whipped cream?", she then goes to which I raise my eyebrows cuz we only have whipped cream but non diary free unfortunately. I let her know exactly that.
„Yes ma'am but it's not dairyfree so it does contain dairy.", I advice her to which she nods but demands it anyway.
„Ma'am, are you sure? This contains dairy and I don't wanna be responsible for a possible allergic reaction", I again let her know to which she snapped at me, saying she will be fine and I should go make it already.
I accepted her offer and named her the prize. She handed me the money and waited patiently for her order, which she got shortly. I kept her in my eyesight a little bit, just to be sure.

An hour goes by and i haven't heard from the lady so I assumed things were going good. I was just about to grab something from the back when she suddenly came towards the counter, yelling that we tried to poison her. „excuse me?", Jasmine, my other coworker asked her.
„I think your coworker tried to poison me. I explicitly ordered a non dairy drink and what do I taste? DAIRY! I demand for a refund", this lady yells. Jasmine tried to get information as to what had happened exactly, but the lady just demands for a refund of a drink. I overheard the conversation from the back so I came forward to see what's going on. „Hey what's going on?", I asked, to which the lady pointed fingers at me.
„YOU! You tried to poison me! Do you want me dead?", she yelled.
„um... I don't understand?", I say confused, looking over at Jasmine who is just confused as I am.
„I told you I wanted a dairy free option and you messed up my order. There is diary in my coffee! I want a refund!", she yells at us.
„Ma'am, i didn't mess up your order. I did exactly what you asked me to, however you demanded a whipped cream, CONTAINING DAIRY. I have told you that we only serve whipped cream containing dairy. I have asked you if you're sure and you said yes", I tried to explain to her. But... I think i'm dealing with a Karen here clearly.

„No that's not what I said! You're twisting my words!", she says, throwing her arms in the air.
„That's exactly what you said ma'am and I know what I've heard", I said, again trying to explain to her that this is what she ordered.
„You tried to poison me! You should have known I'm lactose intolerant when I ask for a dairy free option you incompetent idiot", she yelled at me, not backing down.
„Ma'am I did EXACTLY what you asked me to do and claiming I wanted to „poison" you is just simply not true! And don't you dare call me that! It's not my fault you can't listen to me", starting to get upset with her now.
„It's not my fault you can't do my drink right! Where's the manager? I demand the manager of this place. This is unacceptable", she keeps yelling at me. Jasmine tries to calm her down but this lady won't listen.

Eventually we get my manager involved, who kicked this lady out before things escalated.
„Yo was that a Karen?", Richard said as he just came from his break. Obviously he has heard everything.
„Well that was a wild one huh?", Jasmine says, raising an eyebrow.
„You should have called me man. I've always wanted to deal with a Karen", Richard laughs.
„I bet you would", I laugh „sometimes I wonder, are people really this brain dead or what's going on?".
„who knows? But seeing Karma strike them is funny", Richard says, still laughing.

Luckily this was the only Karen we had served and dealt with today. The rest of the day went on normally as every other day.
After work at 3PM, I promised James I'd hang with him so I made myself on my way to his house straight after work. James had his band mates over so I also hung out with them & I watched them rehearse and write new songs, which are gonna come out soon. The boys are really talented!
I've spend a good 3 hours at his house, chatting, laughing, hanging, music and all of that jazz.
I headed back home at 6PM, just going on with my afternoon/ night. I fall into bed by 11PM, having such a peaceful sleep and a funny Karen story to tell.

The night is kind of eerie. No clouds. You can see the night sky full of stars. The moon is half moon shaped and is shining down bright. The wind's softly breeze hitting the trees. Not too cold of a night and calm.
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YET ANOTHER FILLER CHAPTER! HAVE YOU ALREADY DEALT WITH A KAREN BEFORE? I HAVE XD BASICALLY A WOMAN CAME IN LIKE 2 YEARS AGO IN MY STORE AND COMPLAINED ABOUT THE MUSIC WE PLAY IN THE STORE LIKE WHAT? SHE BASICALLY ASKED IF I COULD „CHANGE" THE MUSIC OR TURN IT OFF BUT LIKE SORRY- I HAVE NO CONTROL OVER A SHOP MUSIC. I TOLD HER THAT AND THE LAST THING I KNEW- SHE LEFT WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING ELSE... MAYBE NOT A TRUE KAREN STORY BUT I LABELED HER A TINY KAREN XD♡