An HOA Karen Called the Cops Over Free Gas—She Didn’t Know Who Actually Owned the Station

barked four words that would change everything: “Pump four. HOA account.”

I blinked at her, genuinely confused. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Fill my tank,” she said, enunciating each word like I was mentally deficient. “Full tank of premium. Charge it to the Ridge View Meadows HOA account.”

I kept my voice calm and professional, the way eight years of customer continue reading …