Comments on: am I being dragged

By: raymi

raymi — Wed, 19 Aug 2020 13:22:56 +0000

yes, blog again Hailey!

By: Hailey

Hailey — Tue, 18 Aug 2020 15:19:19 +0000

AHHHH. I miss the blog days and have always been a little remorseful of shutting mine down when all of my co-workers found out about it . It was such a wonderful feeling of connection in those early 2000’s. This might just be the kick in the pants I need to get it going again. Glad to see all is well in your world, Raymi! Keep fighting the good fight!

By: David

David — Mon, 27 Jul 2020 04:04:32 +0000

Nice to see you blog ing again, Miss Raymi!

By: raymi

raymi — Mon, 13 Jul 2020 13:53:44 +0000

LOL Sarah so good!!

By: raymi

raymi — Mon, 13 Jul 2020 13:53:09 +0000

I wish I had called her “ma’am” to trigger her away. First I am nice then they continue to try to test you then you need to learn them a lesson they won’t forget. If they’re going to go bully someone else I’d like them to remember me and think twice first.

By: KevinTraceyPainting

KevinTraceyPainting — Mon, 13 Jul 2020 02:48:29 +0000

My real name is Karen. Presently I should be glad that my parents changed my name to Tracey. Wouldn’t it be great to choose your own name.
As for Karen behavior , I try to ignore the words and actions of people having bad mental health days especially in COVID times. Most people are fighting a battle people dont know about.
My last Karen told me I was too close for social distancing. I was 6 feet away and didn’t bother saying anything back to her , just felt sorry she was looking like a frazzled mess. Then there are the overly polite ones that say, do you mind if I shop with you? happened yesterday in Blue Mountain
Those moody people….Sometimes is a relationship or money problem. Pick a card. People get stressed. But nice to find happy campers from time to time. I’m back from Wasaga now. Bye

By: Patrick Kkatt

Patrick Kkatt — Sun, 12 Jul 2020 20:37:19 +0000

Growing up Seventh-Day Adventist is a lot like growing up surrounded by Karen’s. A bunch of people who are convinced that things should be a certain way and anyone who doesn’t fit those notions is to be looked down on. That seems to go hand in hand with being miserable in your own life and having the opportunity to project that suffering into others and having no self-awareness of acting that that way seems to be a strong Karecterisic. And maybe it’s the patriarchy but nobody has the courage to treat me that way. Apparently I have serial-killer glare (is that a thing?) Maybe she’s jealous of your happiness and shine and it just made her more aware of how much she hates herself. I wonder what would have happened if you asked her if she was ok or how her day is going? She probably would have just been more jerk-y but who knows maybe you’d spark some self reflection. It’s too late for her to have your youth but maybe she might find some happiness. You’re never too old to die happy.

By: Sarah

Sarah — Sun, 12 Jul 2020 00:58:16 +0000

I generally like myself, think I’m a good, kind person, yada yada….but when I catch myself having made ‘that face/smile’ immediate self loathing. If I could remove that smirk off the face of white people everywhere, I would.

I think I would have put my foot on the bottom of her cart and yelled “Not today!” Or given her a “tisk tisk” finger wag. I only hope some bitch tries that on me someday so I can try out one of those options.
<3

By: Amy

Amy — Sat, 11 Jul 2020 21:22:15 +0000

Nice to see you blogging again Raymi, you always did and still do have such a great style. From a longtime fan of your writing, Cheers!

By: Dan Allinson

Dan Allinson — Sat, 11 Jul 2020 20:45:29 +0000

Oh Karens, sigh. Years ago I had an encounter with two Karens while at a produce store. These two were older ladies, old bitties as it were, and after they finished paying and bagging they just sauntered off and left their cart there in front of the pin pad blocking everyone’s way. I bellowed at them that they had left something behind. They came back looking frightened that a large man was talking to them, trying their darnedest to spot the forgotten item. I pointed to the shopping cart they walked away from and advised them that by abandoning it they were blocking everyone’s path. I also informed them that there were no servants in the store to clean up after them. They stood there in stunned silence while some Dudley Doo-Right cashier came rushing over and put the cart away to de-escalate the situation. I was cheesed off, selfish behaviour knows no age limit.