Background info: I have 2 sons (9&12), I’m several months into a shitty divorce wherein my wife has been a shithead to me and my kids: not letting me see the dog, arbitrarily calling the boys liars, gratuitous restraining orders filed (and denied), and so on. She also has a typical Karen haircut, and is known to be uh, rather um, assertive and even unreasonable at times. Anyway, today while I was eating lunch:

radio commercial: “Hi, I’m Karen with xyz and-“

12yo son: “shut up Karen, and you’re not speaking with the manager!”

Me: “lol, you know what a Karen is?”

Son: “yeah, the haircut and the speaking to the manager and all that.”

Me: chuckling “... so, do you know any Karens?”

Son: sly look

Me: dies