Remember the 'Bunnings Karen' who specialised in rubbing people up the wrong way by drawing on her matchless reserves of ignorance, insensitivity and ego? Imagine those same qualities unleashed in your waitress at a restaurant. And what if her boss gave her full license to get as snarky as she liked with customers?
The staff behaviour aspires to be so bad, it is good. And this is the pointy end of the challenge for the Karen experience. How do you walk the fine line between inspired wicked comedy and crass, boorish behaviour? I witnessed both. The surly flick of menus onto the table and floor next to the table: smart-ass genius. Repeated use of loud, coarse language: crass. Food for thought, Karens.