rSlash - r/Entitledparents "I Have Coronavirus, So It's Time to Shop!"

Episode Date: April 8, 2020

r/Entitledparents The entitled mother in this story is absolutely disgusting and honestly belongs in jail. The woman gets Covid-19 and thinks that's a good time to go shopping. Her logic is that her family is already sick, so now she doesn't have to worry about catching the virus from anybody else. Yeah, but about everybody else that you infect, Karen? If you like this video and want to see more, hit the subscribe button for daily Reddit videos! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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in a grocery store during the coronavirus scare. Backstory. For most of my life, I was raised with my grandfather. Nothing was wrong with my family life or anything. Just a few sets of circumstances that's a whole other story in itself. We live in a suburban area surrounded by woods and he owns about 10 acres into the woods with the boundaries clearly marked by stone walls. One of these stone walls separated my grandfather's land from a cul-de-sac and up until now we've had zero problems with any of them. In fact, my grandfather was usually more than happy

to get permission to neighbors who politely asked him to use his land, given they had a good reason. One of these neighbors had asked my grandfather if he could dump the sticks and leaves in his yard over the stone wall. My grandfather agreed, as he rarely uses that part of the property anyway. This will be important later. My grandfather is very healthy for his age and still strong as an ox. That being said, he has a few minor health issues including vertigo spells, so I've been trying to help him around the yard more and more, as well as just to stay active outside away from crowds with this virus going around. Recently, I've started the project of cleaning up the underbrush around the wooded area.

A large pine had fallen a few months before and almost hit one of the porches in the cul-de-sac. My grandfather cut up the tree and removed the pieces in the neighbor's yard, but it was too deep in the woods to pull them out with a tractor. This led to me going back to that pine tree and trying to clear a path back to the house from there. I was behind the stone wall, cutting and pulling up saplings when I hear the glass door of the cul-de-sac house open and an angry lady storming out into the porch in a bathrobe. She was much younger

than a typical Karen. I would say mid-twenties. What are you doing here? You can't be here! Um, why not? Because you're trespassing moron! You think you can just hang out in the woods behind my house with my kids inside? Get the f out of here before I call the cops. At this point, I'm just looking at her trying to figure out what to say. I mean, I get it. It can be a little weird seeing someone in the woods behind your house if you haven't seen them before. Ma'am, I'm sorry if you're scared, but my family owns this part of the woods. I'm just

cleaning up back here. Remember, me and my grandfather were back here a few months back to take care of that tree that fell down? I just need to clear a pass so we can get it out of here. At this point, I thought it was purely a misunderstanding. Don't be ridiculous! Those were laborers my boyfriends dead hired. You don't own the land. My boyfriends dead owns all this.

She gestures with her hand. Now I'll tell you one more time to get out of here before I call the cops. Now I'm thinking I might be dealing with a genuine idiot as outside our property boundaries, the woods are owned by the town water plant and don't have public access. But I'm taken aback that she referred to us as laborers.

Guess you're gonna have to call the cops in because I ain't moving. I don't care what you, your boyfriend, or your boyfriend's dad says. I shrug as I leaned back against the wall and pull out my phone to call my grandfather to tell him where I was. He tells me he'll be there in a few minutes in the hang-tight. She then dramatically proceeds to call 911 and tells him there's a shady individual on her property refusing to leave and she's afraid for her life. I start getting nervous at this point even though all I have on me is a hooked branch cutter.

So I call up the police non-emergency number, briefly explain the situation as just a landage speed that got out of hand and that I'm unarmed and waiting on my own property and that I've never left my own property. He assured me that it would be settled when the officers arrived, which didn't help my nerves. Just then, I hear my grandfather pull up and see him walking through the yard towards us. What? Stay back, you can't come in my yard." My grandfather says,

Keep your mouth shut, you dumb broad. He growled as he walked over to me and climbed over the wall so he was on my side. Now, who the hell do you think you are and why are you yelling at my granddaughter? My boyfriend's dad owns all this and both of you are going to get arrested for trespassing. My grandfather let out a dramatic indignant laugh. Oh, did he tell you that? Well, you're in for quite the shock and your boyfriend's dad is in for quite the talk. After them yelling back and forth for a few minutes, two cop cars pull up, and three officers

come walking into the yard. As soon as they do, she starts screaming again about how we have no right to be in the woods behind our house where, we can see her kids inside. The first cop looks to my grandfather. Sir, do you own the property behind this wall? Yes, sir, I do. He pulls out his wall to show his address. Sir, this address is for down the street.

Correct, but if you look on Google Maps, it shows that the property boundaries of that address reach out through the woods and end at this wall. I hand in my phone, which already has Google Maps open showing our exact location within the boundary of the property. Yup, she's right. So what were y'all doing back here if he don't mind me asking? We explained the situation of the tree and how we were working to remove the remnants, meanwhile the other officer was taking a statement from entitled mother.

I know the owner of the house, he's a good guy. I gave him permission to dump his leaves and stuff behind the wall. But I've never seen her before, so I don't know where she got these crazy ideas. But I'm definitely gonna have a talk with Frank when he gets home. She already called him up, and he's on his way now. Do you mind sticking around for a little until he gets here? Sure, we got nothing to do. The cops walked us to my grandfather's truck, where we did about 10 minutes for Frank to pull in. When he did, he immediately walked over to the truck. Opie, what's going on? Someone was hiding out in the woods? Are you okay? Did you see him?

To clarify, we've had an issue in the past with people running from cops and hiding in our woods. It took a second for us to realize he thought that maybe entitled mother saw one and we came to chase him out. Not exactly. At this point two cops are around us again, but being two old guys who obviously pose zero threat, they're noticeably relaxed and kind of let them talk it out. Frank explains that entitled mother is his granddaughter's mother and his son had made some mistakes and currently both were staying with him while they tried to find a place of their own.

He thinks maybe his son told some lies to make him look better. Well, I hate to say it, but your son made some big mistakes. She's crazy. Oh, you have no idea. The other cop is still talking to an entitled mother who won't stop screaming about not wanting us being able to see into the living room, especially my grandfather. A creepy old man. My blood is boiling at this point.

My grandpa is the type of person who would gladly throw his life away to save a child, any child, even a stranger. Frank heard this too, an ordered entitled mother inside at once. He told the cops he needed to have a talk with both her and his son about their living situation, but they might want to remain nearby in case she tries to call again for whatever reason. Me and my grandfather are given the clear to go, but leave her contact information. Found out later that week that entitled mother was getting evicted for a number of reasons,

with this little incident being the last straw. He's also filing for custody of his granddaughter because entitled mother refuses to get a job yet still has money for weed, yet keeps asking Frank for money to take care of his granddaughter. I really feel bad for her in this situation, but I have no sympathy for entitled mother whatsoever. Entitlement at its best. Then we have this contribution from Dark Balmunk down in the comments. A friend had a couple poachers on his property hunting outside of the season. They were firing their rifle in the middle of the night, and my friend got nervous that these douchebags were shooting randomly and were going to accidentally hit his house.

Well an old man who lived on the dirt road also owned property there. I'm not sure how or why, but he ended up shooting one of them in the leg when they wandered onto his property. Later, they came back suing the old man. Unfortunately, they based it on the fact that they were on public property. Well, short story, the old man's legal counsel submitted the paperwork to show the property's boundaries. Shooting guns during a time that none of the animals on the property should be within season. And that the two idiots left a cooler full of beer behind with their prints all over it. Whole Trenfrew is sharing joy for the holidays with gifts for everyone on your list, and maybe

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Product availability varies by region. See out for details. Our next Reddit post is from commit Kirk Cobain. So, as you all know, people are freaking out about the coronavirus. So, they're doing everything they can to get their hands on supplies to last the quarantine. My family decided that we were going to try to go to Costco today to get preparation for a couple of weeks of dinners and some other home essentials like most others are doing. As we're walking around and picking up the supplies we need, I started to notice that the store was basically in chaos. People were hoarding items such as toilet paper, although Costco has limited the amount of rolls a single person can buy at a time. There were a few people bickering back and forth about items, etc. It was kind of funny to see people acting so immature in a time to panic. My family and I took our groceries to the checkout line, as you do, and stood behind some

woman and her two children. My dad and I started checkling together about how much of a madhouse the grocery store was when the woman standing in front of us whipped around and started shouting at us to keep your germs to yourselves. She had a stick-up or butt about us being too close to her and her two children, and how we were spreading our germs. It was a bit strange, but understandable, I suppose. When the woman in front of us finally got to the checkout counter, she started unpacking a good 10-15 packs of toilet paper, as well as her other food groceries to be

scanned. As I mentioned earlier, Costco had put a limit of one pack of toilet paper per person, which meant that this woman would have to put all but one pack back where she found them. The cashier mentions this fact to the woman, and she replies by saying, Well, I'm a single mom, and I need these toilet paper rolls for my family. So we don't have to come back at and get sick once the virus spreads more. To which the cashier replied,

I'm sorry ma'am, but being a single mom doesn't have any impact on the limit. So I'm going to have to ask you to please put the excess toilet paper back. This woman was not having it. She had the audacity to start yelling at the cashier about how he should be, respecting her because she works her butt off to maintain the peace of her family because her cheating line has been took all of her money when they divorced. While this is all going on, the line was getting very long and people were getting impatient. So the cashier calmly tells her to either pay and take her groceries, not including the toilet paper

or to get out of line. The woman reluctantly agrees and proceeds to hand the cashier a card. Before the cashier can complete the transaction, the woman asks the cashier if she can have a discount because she's a single mom in Canada for everything she put in her cards. Now, I've been standing in line for a good 20 minutes now and this really got on my nerves.

I don't understand why people are so uncooperative, especially about things like this. Edit. To those in the comments, no, she did not get a discount. Then down in the comments, True Cat is asking the real questions. If she couldn't afford what there was, how was she going to pay for the extra 10 packs of toilet paper? And a follow up question. Lady, what the hell is wrong with your kids they need to go through 11 packs of toilet paper

in just a couple of months. Our next reddit post is from Phylium. So in the midst of a global pandemic, I managed to break my foot. So they put me in one of those Walker boots so I'm not completely one-legged. Me and my partner decided to get some bitch from the shop tonight. We certainly weren't panic-bying, but did buy some extra stuff so we could double up when we're cooking to freeze. I was leaning on the trolley a lot for support, and my partner was walking back and forth to certain aisles and leaving me to get some bits without making me walk too far.

It's quite obvious I'm wearing the boot as it's in the middle of winter. I'm wearing a dress because I have no trousers I can comfortably wear with it on. Obviously with a broken foot I'm in a slight bit of pain and although I've been looking for painkillers most seem to be sold out. But I went for a hunt and managed to find two packs left in the shop. I didn't notice the entitled mother behind me at first, but I carried on limping away when I heard someone clearing their throat a bit too obnoxiously. I turned around and smiled at her. She's very typically Karen, and she had two entitled kids with her. One around 6 or 7, and one around 10 or 11 and she was proper giving

me the stink-eye. Um, excuse me. Can I have that parisetimal? Oh, I mean, sure, you can have this one. I handed her one pack. And I'm sorry? I can see you have another pack. Yeah?

Well, are you not going to give it to me? At this point I just turned down to my leg. I'm really sorry. I'm in quite a bit of pain with my leg at the moment and I need the painkillers. Well, that's not my problem. You should have been more careful. I have two kids and I need to make sure they're okay if they get the virus. I mean, I'm sure one pack will do for now if they're okay.

I'm sorry, but I'm gonna buy these. Ugh, I can't believe you won't even help out my kids. I mean, I'm sorry, but I'm gonna go. I limped along down the aisle when the older of the entitled kids ran in front of my trolley, stopped me dead, and the younger one went into my trolley and grabbed my packet of paracetamol. They both ran off to the mom. I turned around and she just smirked at me and walked off. My partner came back at this point and I told them what had happened.

He was just as pissed off as me, but there wasn't much we could do about it at the time. As we went to check out, I noticed the entitled mother unpacking her shopping. She didn't notice me and I saw the paracetamol just on the checkout line, so I reached across and grabbed both. Hit behind my partner and limped off to another line. I was watching her to see her reaction, and as she got to where the paracetamol should be, she looked down the line, and then looked up utterly confused. That's when she spotted me, and I held up the packets and smirked back. We paid in walk down, so I didn't see the aftermath, but it did give me a lot of satisfaction

seeing the utter grimace across our face. Our next reddit post is from Popoka, K-Mata. I already posted a story here. I've actually had many entitled encounters. This was at around the middle of the corona outbreak, but the streets were still full. So I was minding my own business, doing some shopping, and enjoying the last few days I had of peace before I become a mother. When I enter the section of the store, I see a man approach and get uncomfortably close to me, kind of pushing me to the side. I move away from him and try to continue my shopping, but he kept coming closer. Kind of weird at this point. I eventually asked him to move away

and that I needed personal space. I believe he got the wrong message because later his wife came up to me. What did you tell my husband? Excuse me? I know you told him something. Who are you talking about? Apparently you shoved him away

when he was just standing there minding his own business. I asked him to move away just because I needed personal space. We were way too close, and with the coronavirus going around, I'm now extra careful. Are you saying I had the coronavirus? At this point, we're already causing a scene. No, I'm not.

Anyone who had the virus would have common sense and stay at home, but I just want to be extra careful. At this point, a normal kid comes in. Mom, can we go now? His eyes were red, and he sounded like he had a cold. Okay, sweetie, it's just that this woman thinks that just because you have the coronavirus, you have to stay at home. Wait, he has the coronavirus? At this point I was really confused, but nothing surprised me more than what she said next. All of our family does, which means we can go outside. Wait, what?

Yes, now that we already have it, there are no dangers outside for us. But don't you know that you're endangering other people? Other people don't matter. I had to do my shopping. Hey, please leave her all-call security. She walked away towards the main entrance, but not five minutes later, I see her again, this time shouting at another person. Let me through!

Turns out, one of the people who witnessed our fight called security and were trying to get her out of there, but she refused and was causing us seen. I just walked past them awkwardly and made my way home. That was our Slash Entitled Parents, and if you liked this video then let me know by hitting that like button because it really helps my channel grow.