You went to a playground with your son. He was currently playing with other kids and you were sitting on a nearby bench, on your phone, occasionally looking up to check on your kid. This day felt so perfect and peaceful until this middle-aged woman approached and took a seat next to you like it was the only bench available (which it definitely was not). She looked like a total Karen and carried herself like one, sparkling with pride and entitlement.

"Hi... I am assuming you're one of the parents..?" She said, her tone of voice fakely sweet.