My sister, the Karen of all Karens

I have little contact with my sister, because mostly she’s a bitch of all sorts, but today she called me out of the blue for some birthdates and stuff as she’s compiling a ‘family tree’. All good, no dramas there.

But then, the talk turned to politics, and how the premier of her state (my OLD state) is a moron yada yada (she’d have voted Trump if she was American, I’m sure!)

And her biggest complaint? (There’s a major infrastructure thing happening, removing ‘level crossings’ (over train lines) in metro Melbourne and turning the lines into overpasses…it’s a big thing, and there’s been obvious delays due to closed roads and stuff.)

She had an appointment with the hairdresser the other day, normally it would take her 5 min to get there, but she had to suffer a 20 min drive instead due to the delays,

I hereby deny any genetic connection to Karen.