Sounds like somebody must’ve nodded off in math class.
I feel like it’s been relatively quiet on the Karen-front lately, but we got a real doozy coming to us from a Boston-area Dunkin’ today.
We don’t really catch the beginning but Karen, as she will henceforth be known, starts off with an ogre-like demand:
“I need MORE. Fifty…. Five Zero.”
Ok, she’s rude as all get up, and doesn’t wear her mask right, but it’s clear she needs more Dunkin’ Munchkins. Why? I don’t know, but she doesn’t have time for any of these bozos trying to give her a measly dozen.
I had to re-watch this video 50 (five, zero) times because I’m so confused as to how anybody could possibly think that a dozen equals 50. And then in the next video we hear Karen say something to the counter about understanding English, even though she seems to be lacking a pretty basic understanding of first grade math.
Trust me lady, English isn’t the problem here…
Part two shows the rest of the exchange where the more-than-gracious staff continue to help her out with her hyper-confusing quest for a dozen (50) donuts.
God bless ’em for it.
Although, I will say, I’m seeing a lot of fanny pack hate on this video… don’t disrespect the fanny pack. That’s a game changer right there. Try it once, I’m telling you. Once you go pack, you don’t go back.
And speaking of Boston-area Dunkins, the real Mayor of Dunkin’ would never let this kind of shit fly.
“Grab a cruller, extra large, three Parliaments, take a big dump… that’s kinda the routine.”