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John soyboi waited. The lights above him blinked and sparked out of the air. There were karens in the checkout. He didn't see them, but had expected them now for years. His warnings to manager Joson were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway.
John was a barista for fourteen years. When he was young he watched the espresso and he said to dad "I want to be on the coffeeshop daddy."
Dad said "No! You will BE KILL BY KARENS"
There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got oldered he stopped. But now in the coffee base of the mainstreet he knew there were karens.
"This is Joson" the radio crackered. "You must help the karens!"
So John gotted his stirrer and frothed up the milk.
"HE GOING TO MESS UP" said the Karen's.
"I will call his manager" said the cyberkaren and she flailed her sunglesses. John served a latte and tried to calm her down. But then the ceiling fell and they were trapped and not able to drink.
"No! I must finish this line of karens" he shouted
The radio said "No, John. You are the karens"
And then John was a cat lady.