Karen? Me?

A while back, I stopped into MEC while driving back from the ferry, having been in Victoria for a couple of days for work. I had also been up late the night before and wasn’t feeling very fresh and perky. The very gay (gay-seeming, he may not have been, I am not judging - just saying) cashier said “Karen!” and I thought he must be talking to another cashier as he had my card and could see that was not my name.
But he was looking at me, saying very enthusiastically that I looked like supreme ruler of the fag hags, Karen from Will and Grace. He was very excited about it, and I took it as a complement. Perhaps it was just the wine oozing out of my pores that day, but on a normal day, I don’t see the resemblance. Anyone?

You were in Victoria last wee and didn’t call me and you were drinking wine without me? Now that’s a total Karen move!
Comment by Maura — March 14, 2006 @ 1:17 am