My wife and I have not been happy in a long time, but we are too old to start over. Most of the time I do what I want and she does what she wants. We eat breakfast and dinner together and rarely say a word to each other. One day last week during breakfast, my wife decided to start a conversation about the pot heads down the street. I reminded my wife that marijuana is legal for recreational and medical use, but she wasn’t happy with my reply. She insisted it was time for us to call the police and report the crime. I told my wife that I wasn’t planning to get in the middle of anything and I suggested she should mind her own business. Of course that did not work very well, because my wife is bored with nothing that makes her happy. She decided to call the police to report the smell of marijuana. The police had to come investigate, just in case there were some crimes being committed. The police officer told my wife that the people were using marijuana legally. Unfortunately, the police officer told our neighbors that my wife was the person that made the complaint and now my wife is known as the Karen in our neighborhood. Everytime she walks down the street, the neighborhood kids yell and scream the word Karen. I know it isn’t really funny, but my wife should have minded her own business. I warned her not to get involved when the smell didn’t concern us or our property.