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18 year painter I had only been working in the tech portion of our local, big box consumer electronics store for a few weeks. I started after high school graduation as a temp employee while I was on the Delayed Entry Program for the Army. I was waiting  as apparently the school for Explosive Ordinance Disposal had a waiting line.

Maybe I was not your typical geek or nerd or whatever you wanted to call it, having started as middle linebacker qnd starting catcher for the baseball team, but I loved tech and had excelled in all computer related labs in school.

18 year painter What I wanted more than computers, I wanted adventure too, so I thought Army. My dad had been in for six years as an Airborne Infantryman and went with me to the recruiters. With his guidance I got what I wanted; it did not hurt that my ASVAB was extremely high according to the recruiter. I figured I would learn the craft, then find a job with one of the bigger bomb disposal teams for a city police department.

I was standing over by the TV’s with Henry, one of the associates in that area when she came in.

“Aw, shit man. Karen’s here.”

18 year painter “Who is Karen?”

“You know that internet meme Karen? The let me speak to your manager Karen?”

I nodded.

“We have our very own, down to the name and haircut.”

I laughed, “no way dude.”

He pointed to a lady who looked about forty with that haircut and she looked pissed.

“Oh, wow dude.” I now was trying not to laugh out loud.

“She buys shit all the time then comes in bitching about everything she buys. Best part,” he looked at me, “her name really is Karen.”

“Oh, come on dude.”

18 year painter “For reals, Hommie.”

I headed up toward the tech counter as she stood in line looking like she was about to have a stroke her face so red. I also noticed if she smiled, she would be pretty. Hell, she would be a MILF. I heard Shell, one of the associates at the counter, call for Robbie to the counter over the P.A.

Date: August 8, 2020