Babies are cute and all, but sometimes it feels like new parents literally believe the world revolves around them. A message to all parents out there: you're not that special, and sorry to break it to you, but your kid isn't the divine spawn of God. Just chill. In a recent r/amitheasshole post, u/miraclebabyniece explains that when her brother and sister-in-law finally had a baby after years of struggling to conceive, it was big news in the family. But you can only milk the “miracle baby” thing…

Female friendships can be tough. When we're younger, they're often kind of codependent - we want to spend every day with our friends, having sleepovers, working on secret languages, and passing notes in school. As we get older, conversations begin to revolve around crushes, kisses, periods, and all the other “fun” stuff that comes with puberty. Eventually, less time is spent with friends as budding relationships become more serious, as some friends become boy-crazy, and others want to settle do…

Most decent able-bodied human beings out there don't even have to think before offering their seat on the bus to an elderly person or someone with a disability. It's one of those basic unspoken rules in society that everyone ought to understand. Of course, there are always people who won't get up for one reason or another, whether out of sheer absentmindedness or maybe just not giving a shit, but it's pretty rare to experience someone so entitled that they actually have the audacity to ask a pe…

Judging by the communities on Twitter, TikTok, and even Instagram, we're starting to wonder what people consider friendship to be . The way we see it, friendship occurs when there's a mutual affection for one another, you can rely on the person for emotional support, and ask them for help. Friendship means taking care of others , and knowing that in turn, they'll eventually take care of you, too. While this might seem basic to most sane people who have managed to cultivate relationships with ot…

Me, me, me

This entitled Karen insisted on ordering a salad. However, the salad she was ordering was, in fact, not a salad. Despite the waiter's attempts to explain this to her, she refused to listen and then proceeded to have a meltdown once her "salad" arrived.

Dealing with Karens while waiting tables has to be one of the worst parts of the job. That's what this server had to endure when a group of Karens came into their restaurant at closing and demanded eggs Benedict without the hollandaise sauce.

For all the reasons that we love the internet (passing the time, learning about niche subjects, things we can't mention here if we want monetization), there are just as many reasons we hate it. First of all, it's addictive - even for people that use it all day for work. But most of all, the Internet is frustrating. There's so much to be gained by the wealth of knowledge on the world wide web, as well as the incredible platforms that give voices to marginalized voices, or connect loved ones who…

So gross

I used to love weddings. And I mean, in theory, I still do. But they've gotten completely out of hand. I used to think the events were a celebration of love. An opportunity to get loved ones into the same room, lubricate them with alcohol, and let the games (and fun) begin. Nowadays, I'm not so sure. Weddings seem to be more of a status thing than anything. An opportunity to collect checks from people. An opportunity to have photos taken that you'll inevitably repost on Facebook or Instagram ev…

Most of the joy of owning or residing in your own place is that, while you're in that space, the rest of the world can be damned and leave you the hell alone. This is a privilege that is a huge motivator for a lot of folks who seek to enter themselves into immeasurable debt just to have a place that they can call their own. A place away from all the travelers, Karens, and other nuisances that are the entitled people of the world. Imagine this user's shock and horror when he was confronted by a…

She's sick of her generation giving good Disney adults a bad name.

Karen and “Sarah Jessica Barker” are at it again!

When I was in high school, I made enough money babysitting for 12 hours that I was able to buy illicit substances that will remain unnamed. Friends of mine saved thousands over the span of a year just taking care of rich peoples' children in their own neighborhoods. While I don't remember my exact wage, it was definitely at least $10 per hour. For a teenager in the early aughts, that was a pretty reasonable amount of money – just two dollars less than I made at a fish market in the summers. If…

This incredibly rude Karen tangled with a customer service manager who had the authority to terminate her and her husband's lease. When she lost her mind, they lost their lease and their business instead.

Almost universally, we have a tendency to trust the narrative of the narrator when it comes to stories we see online. We seldom stop to pause and take a look at the other perspectives that the context offers us: When you're reading a story your favorite influencer or personality is telling about some aggressive Karen they met at a festival, do you ever stop to think, "Why did that complete stranger take offense to them?" Sure there are some wildly unhinged persons in this world who have the ten…