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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/MosiTheLion on 2024-08-21 12:17:35+00:00.


In my first job, I worked in IT as an access and permissions administrator at a large company with significant technological debt. The environment included custom software dating back to the Windows 9x and even DOS era. Initially, the work was quite tedious, involving a lot of back-and-forth communication between multiple departments. We had to ensure that each employee had the necessary training and documentation to access data in the scope requested by their manager. Additionally, we needed approval from the manager of the department related to the system role in question. On top of that, the company’s excessive paper-only bureaucratic workflow made the work go at a snail's pace. A single SAP account for a blue collar worker required at least three forms signed by different people.

The heads of departments responsible for signing those papers didn’t feel any urgency to send them to us quickly. A good example of this is when I, myself waited over two weeks after being hired in the IT department before my first account was set up. Until then I only had a guest account that allowed me to access the main internal website with the company’s procedures, regulations, and other basic information.

Up to this point each signed form had to be physically delivered to us, which was agonizingly slow given that the company had multiple branches. We decided to automate away the paperwork. Our first step was to allow the use of scanned documents. It was a partial success: while it eliminated the courier delays, management still required us to sign the physical copies afterward, which we mass-stamped at the end of each month.

The next step was to introduce a fully electronic workflow. We faced significant resistance from upper management, so we had to settle on a system that mostly replicated the existing paper processes. Despite this it was a game changer. We created presets that managers could select and customize as needed, using data from these customizations to create better-fitting presets. We also developed workflows that automatically generated and assigned subtickets for necessary approvals and tracked how long it took, sending reminders if needed. And finally we got an approval from HR to access layoff data to generate user block/removal tickets.

Some time after we rolled out the new system, the HR/Payroll manager made a big fuss. She was furious that her team was still waiting weeks to get their permissions and questioned whether all our work had been for nothing. That really struck a chord with me. Inside, I was overjoyed, but I did my best to keep a neutral expression. At that time, we were working on summary reports with burndown and bottleneck charts, and I already knew that tickets requesting HR/Payroll access were spending over most of their lifespan waiting for her or one of her sub-managers to approve them.

The manager immediately went on the defensive, claiming she couldn’t keep up with the amount of tickets. She then requested a change: she wanted any request from her employee to be automatically approved within the relevant scope of their sub-department. For example, a request for an HR worker to have full HR access and limited payroll access would be automatically approved for HR access but not for payroll, and vice versa.

I was sceptical but weren't exactly in a position to argue. I asked my boss to join the discussion and explained that the goal was to prevent overly permissive approvals that could lead to unauthorized access. I tried to convince her to brainstorm together potential edge cases before making a blanket approval, but she was already set on her decision and wasn’t interested in discussing details. My boss shrugged and said it would be her responsibility. He told her to write up an official document, outlining the change, and we would proceed with the implementation. The only request we had was to include a line that each such request would still be created, assigned to as normal and marked as "automatically approved by (name of the main HR/Payroll manager) decision". I uploaded the scan into our system and, anticipating that it would eventually backfire, made a photocopy to keep it handy in the top drawer of my desk, the original copy went to the archive.

A few weeks later she stormed into our room. The speed with which she flung open the door made it clear she was furious. She demanded to know why we had granted full access to payroll data to her subordinate. I think it was the only time I ever heard anyone yell in the company. I calmly reminded her of her request to automatically approve in-department access requests. She wasn’t having it, explaining that one of her low-ranking subordinates from the Payroll sub-department had accessed the salaries of everyone in their department, including managers, and was unhappy with the paycheck disparity. Isn't that obvious that they shouldn't be able to do that?

"Well, yeah, to a human, but that decision was automated away by your request." I handed her a copy of the document she had signed, which instructed us to automatically approve any and all such tickets without exception. Immediately afterward, she asked us to roll back the change while she wrote up another document to cancel the previous one. In the following days, she meticulously reviewed all those tickets and requested us to reduce access for several users. I have to admit, she did a thorough job and kept up a good pace in reviewing new requests - doing it daily instead of once every week or two as before.

In the end, we managed to distill a subset of permissions that could be approved automatically and proceeded to implement a similar approach with other departments.

P.S. I don’t know whether that Payroll employee managed to get the raise, but I’m sure they weren’t fired, as we didn’t receive any tickets to block or remove any accounts from that department in the following months.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Bard24601 on 2024-08-21 02:12:47+00:00.


Backstory: I used to work in hotels years ago. The hotel I worked at has a policy where there must be at least one staff member at the hotel 24/7. I worked the unenviable but fireproof position of part time front desk and relief night audit so I never knew when I was going to be working. 16 hour shifts were uncommon but expected of me when the main night audit called in sick.

The story: I had a middle manager who got bored and liked to ruffle feathers for entertainment. Annoying, but I only had to deal with it for 2 to 3 days a week because no one else wants to cover the night audit so I suck it up and deal. They also love to sleep in and would routinely call in late in the mornings. I really couldn't stand them but they were my boss so after giving the essential information and passed the torch from the night audit to the morning manager and crew, I clocked out promptly and got out of the line of fire... So I thought.

I get a call waking me up at 11 a.m (because I was sleeping off my graveyard shift that night). I was told to report to the hotel for a disciplinary meeting that includes middle manager and the general manager of the hotel (my boss's boss). I asked them what the meeting was about and they replied that it was due to my excessive use of overtime. I then asked them if I could come in before my shift that night so that I could actually get some sleep for my next graveyard shift. They replied that I would have to arrive within the hour (took me 30 minutes to drive to get there) or they would tack on insubordination or some other nonsense to my file as well. I needed the job for rent so I complied and got to the hotel half asleep. As I am driving, I am trying to figure out how to explain away the nice overtime additions on my paycheck. Took me a solid 10 minutes but I remembered that the middle manager had yet to actually show up on time for the past month. That wakes me up more and I show up to the meeting absolutely cheerful and smiling, much to the displeasure of the GM and my boss.

Boss goes on a tirade about how abusing company time is horrible in many different ways. I no longer have my shit eating grin but I am also unfazed by the dressing down and let them blow out their steam that was likely put on them by payroll or HR about how my paychecks were getting too fat for their liking.

This is confirmed by a shorter but more professional dressinf down by my GM about me costing the company excess money and that I should know better because I run the hotels books.

I calmly state that all of the overtime statements were true and that I would like to compare my punch times to the staffing schedule and the start / end times of the people I was relieving in the evening and who was relieving me in the morning. I explained to them that I was only staying on until the next crew relieved me and I had sufficient time to brief the incoming crew per the corporate policy of the hotel must be manned 24/7. They do and see that there is only a 3-5 minute overlap between my shift and the person relieving me. GM looks pissed and middle manager went from smug to looking like they got their hand caught in the cookie jar as their clock ins showed usually 7 ish and sometimes even 7:30 when their start time was 6. I was then told by the GM that they would reimburse me for the minutes to drive to and from the hotel as well as the duration of the meeting and that the write up was being dropped in light of new information.

Fallout: Middle manager still made my life miserable until I left, but at least they never gave me grief about overtime after that and actually started showing up to work at 6 a.m and not snooze until 7. My paychecks were less, but at least I got more sleep because I was now better able to beat the morning commute at the end of my shift.

Edit: I knew my paychecks were coming in hefty for my wage. I never made a stink about staying late because hotels pay maybe 5 cents more than minimum wage if you work graveyard shifts. I kept my mouth shut about my check. I needed that extra cash and dealt with the sleep deprivation for the almost guaranteed additional hour of overtime at the expense of a lazy and petty boss. I had my moment of "how do I save myself" on the way to work and was conveniently able to throw my rabble rousing manager under the bus in one go.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Ghostface_Programmah on 2024-08-20 08:42:44+00:00.


I remembered a story mother enjoyed telling. It's been a while so I'll keep it short and free of embellishment.

My mother needed to contact a company on some matter, looked up their number and gave them a call.

A lady answered and after explaining her reason for calling, my mother was told that she needed to contact them on another number.

She dutifully called the updated number and began her explanation before pausing in realisation.

"Aren't you the same person I just spoke to?"

"Yes", replied Ms MC "But now you're on the right number".

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Ancient_Educator_76 on 2024-08-19 19:50:46+00:00.


Hey all, it's your friendly neighborhood teacher/cashier/produceDept employee here.

I have parent teacher conferences coming up and I'm due for a haircut. I decide to go in, using to "Super Clips", using one of their coupons to do so. The coupon was for a haircut for 10.99 USD that was location specific. I also had one for a free haircut through the app that I could use whenever.

I decided to not show the coupon until the end. I got my hair cut, and was expecting some small talk or something (which I actually dread), but this guy was super focused on a conversation he was having with his neighbor. No biggie.

When I presented my coupon at the end, the guy literally through the coupon back at me, saying "Oh we don't take those ones at this location". I started to argue that the location listed specifically lists the location I was at before I was saliv-errupted as he spit back (literally) "You can't use that coupon, sweetie!". Not the good sweetie.

Enter MC.

I pulled out my phone, tapped the free coupon I had and he rolled his eyes harder than my 8th graders as he scanned it.

Funny thing was that I was paying with a twenty, so I was going to tip the difference which would have been like seven or eight bucks. Instead I threw him a five, with the same energy he threw the coupon back to me.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/liMrMil on 2024-08-19 09:09:42+00:00.


So this morning I went to my dentist's office to have a root planning which is where a dentist numbs your mouth and a dental hygienist cleans under your gums.

At some point the dental hygienist had asked me to close my mouth, and I closed my mouth half way. She got annoyed and told me again to close my mouth. I closed it almost all the way. She gasped and barked at me "close it!".

The reason why I didn't close it all the way was because she was holding my bottom lip with a mirror on a stick and her pinky was between my teeth.

But I thought to myself ok, if you insist on yelling at me to close my mouth I will... So I closed my mouth and bit her pinky, She then yelled and shook her hand in pain.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/fakename0064869 on 2024-08-18 14:51:53+00:00.


This isn't my story, it was a close friend of a (then) close friend. I'm not sure how I never thought about sharing it as it is one of the best malicious compliance stories I've ever heard. There's also quite a bit of background here, mostly to explain old tech.

This guy, we'll call him G, was pretty wealthy. Dude had a nepo job where he "worked" in a factory fixing the machinery which almost literally never broke. Someone always had to be on duty to be ready for repairs, so he got all kinds of overtime and was being paid almost $75/hr in the early 00's. To give you an idea of the kind of money he was making and how he didn't care. He spent most whole days sitting around watching movies on a personal laptop that he had spent over $2000 on and just left it at his desk. If he had a call to the floor it would take him no more than an hour and that would happen maybe three times in a week. Holidays where 2.5x pay and he worked every one of them.

This guy was a bit of a tech nerd and he got an ISDN account as soon as it came out. For you youngins or folks who weren't savvy at the time, ISDN was basically two 56.6kbps modems smooshed together. This was back when 56.6k was as good as it got for residential and you could still pay for slower. So, fast af (for it's day). Back in the days of dial-up, the dark ages, some services would be paid by the minute of usage in addition to your monthly bill and that's how this worked. Also, because "dial-up" was literal and used existing infrastructure, you could take your modem with you and use it somewhere else by logging into your account from a new location and dialing the closest number to you. This was also back in the day of long distance charges.

Now for the actual story.

G just got his ISDN modem and after a day or so took it to his brother's house one town over to show him how fast it was and after they played around on the internet for a bit, G had to go to work and he would be doing some long shifts for the next couple of days, so his brother asked to borrow his modem, which G said was fine. I don't understand exactly how it happened but his brother had signed into a long distance number and then forget to shut the connection down.

And then G got his first months' bill. It was over $14,000 dollars. He immediately called the service provider and explained the situation and they basically told him "you signed a contract, sucks to suck. We want our money". He relented and set up a payment plan. He would also be required to keep the contract going until the bill was fully paid.

Now, if you've never even heard of ISDN, even if you're 30+ years old, I don't blame you. This was a very short lived technology and was replaced by DSL just a couple years later but unlike ISDN, DSL required new infrastructure and for some reason I don't fully understand but I have guessed is probably the way some important switch on the service provider's network was set up, the two services could not coexist in the same small region.

Regions the size of like a neighborhood.

And G lived in a pretty nice neighborhood, not mansions but upper middle class. The best neighborhood our small town had to offer, in fact, and people just wanted DSL. It was the first time the Internet was getting close to recognizable as it is today cause it was so, so much faster than what was previously available. The folks in this neighborhood wanted those speeds and did not like being told that they couldn't have it.

So, service provider, calls up G and explained the situation and offered to wave the remaining amount of the bill. G told them the whole bill was bullshit and asked if they would refund what he had already paid but they just told him to go fuck himself.

Que malicious compliance.

G tells them he has a contract and points out that they are obligated to fulfill their end of the contract and he will be paying his bill in full and hung up.

He keeps paying. Service provider keeps getting a calls from more customers wanting DSL and folks who had previously called, calling back more and more irate. G gets another call, then another, until Service Provider decides to just tell people exactly who is responsible for their neighborhood's lack of DSL service.

His neighbors let loose on him, but does G care? Not at all, just keeps paying his bill. This went on for more than a year, eventually service provider just decided to get rid of ISDN completely as it was a legitimately outdated technology and did forgive the remainder of G's bill since they weren't fulfilling their end of their contract but the whole thing was just wonderful.

Edit: some people have pointed out technical issues with the story and someone said that I am repeating a tall tale from someone else and that allay be true. This is the story as it was told to me.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/2-6Neil on 2024-08-18 18:47:45+00:00.


Took my sons swimming.

The 8yo was getting dressed by himself, so far so good, but his 4yo brother was being slow after drying. I was almost dressed, he was still naked.

I made the mistake of saying "Put on one thing and I'll help you with the rest", assuming underwear would go on (noone needs to see that). He reaches into his bag, massive smile on his face and puts on... a silicone wristband.

Well played, little man. Well played.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Mutilid on 2024-08-18 13:41:12+00:00.


This happened when I was around 14-15. I was telling a story to my dad and at one point he interupted me, told me "keep talking, I'm listening very carefully", then left and closed the door. I didn't know it at the time, but he was very proud of this joke, he made it to my mom a couple of times (she never liked it). Anyway, I thought it was somewhat funny, but also pretty rude. Nevermind, I knew an opportunity to teach my dad a lesson would come sooner than later. So I waited. And a couple of hours later, he would come and ask me to do the dishes.

Me: You know I can't. Him: what do you mean you can't? Why can't you do the dishes? Me: I told you earlier. Him: no you didn't. Me: yes I did. You know this. You told me you were listening very carefully. Him realising what I was doing: oh right! Well could you remind me? I forgot. Me: no way, I'm not repeating myself. I already gave you a very simple and rational explanation.

My dad was strict, but he knew when he was beaten at his own game. He did the dishes that day, and he never made the joke again.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/[deleted] on 2024-08-18 00:07:46+00:00.


I used to work for a call centre. Your every move was monitored including breaks. It little much at times especially when it was quiet. My boss was addicted to candy so I used to plant the seed that I was going to the local shop on a break and ask her what she wanted. Que the order, I would ask her if she could set my break at manager’s discretion, protecting my breaks. She would always refuse, I would always say I will go later and wait. She never lasted more then 10 min before I got the go ahead to take a break in managers Discretion.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/StaticJonesNC on 2024-08-17 01:20:49+00:00.


So... I build airplanes. I work for a company that builds small jets for private owners and charter companies. Our assembly floor is SIMILAR to an assembly line in that a plane will roll into my station. My crew will work on it for 8 days installing a bunch of stuff and then it goes to the next station.

Yesterday, my floor supervisor found a bay on a plane that had a lot of noticeable FOD (Foreign Object Debris) and went to the quality inspection guys and said something to them about making sure when they inspected our work, they point out FOD.

Apparently, my supervisor caught one of our inspectors on the wrong fucking day, because this guy spent the rest of the day giving us the "white glove" treatment and rejecting our work OVER AND OVER AND OVER.

I literally had to wait until today when I came in to work overtime to have a different inspector sign off my work.

To be clear, THERE WAS NO FOD. I was getting written up if he found bits of dust in an ACTIVE work environment.

I logged 8 hours of overtime just to get a job cleared that I finished YESTERDAY.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/ComfortableDegree68 on 2024-08-15 18:47:20+00:00.


So.

I worked for a grocery store

I was the department head for the meat department.

So racist guy is explaining why I should not order pork neck bones and certain* other things.

Now he means black people.

"You see. Some customers spend 5 dollars and others spend 50...."

So one day a week later or so. A elderly black woman asks if we have any turkey necks or pork neck bones.

Store boss. The racist is maybe 10 ft away with another manager.

So I loud enough for everyone to hear me

"Well ma'am you see....some people ( as I point to her) spend 5 dollars and some people spend 50"

At this pointing the poor woman is rightfully upset.

Both managers easily hear me and have a "OH SHIIIT"

look.

As I finish that sentence I follow with

It's not my policy ma'am it's his. An point right to him.

I suggest you ask him to clarify it.

I then hit send on 4 cases of each smoked meat we sold.

2 more of each than normal.

That prick changed my last week's order to exclude those

Like 1st. My department. 2nd yeah I'm white. I'm also trans so a minority. 3rd I ain't racist.

and I am not ok with fucking up grandma's greens, being made a party to that shit.

So racist guy is dealing with her and she is just perfectly verbally taking him apart.

The other manager comes and gets me away. Saying "you're not SUPPOSED to say that!"

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Impossible_Mine2065 on 2024-08-16 19:31:36+00:00.


For this story, you need to know that I am the kind of person who will go a great distance for a good laugh, as you will see below. I love this story, and we tell it every once in a while, even though it has been more than 20 years.

I live in the US and I own an IT support company. Many years ago, I used a cell phone company named Nextel. They had this great Push-to-Talk feature that turned your phone into a walkie-talkie, which was perfect for communicating with coworkers in my IT work. However, their customer service was a nightmare. Anytime I needed to contact them, it would take at least 30-40 minutes on hold.

Eventually, I had to switch to a cheaper service, which meant getting a new number. (Now you can port your number to a new carrier, but back then, you had to change numbers if you switched carriers.) I canceled all the phones on our plan except for mine, which I downgraded to an emergency plan costing about $10 a month. I left the old phone plugged in at my office and set my voicemail message to instruct callers of my new number. The phone just sat next to my desk on a shelf, plugged into a charger, so that I could see if anyone called. I could also hear the phone make a sound when it disconnected from the cellular network and then a different sound when it connected to the cellular network. It connected and disconnected constantly there in my office.

I would estimate that it only stayed connected to the network about 50% of the time. After six months, I decided to cancel it. I had to wait on hold for the customary 30 to 40 minutes just to cancel my service. After telling the service rep that I was always dropping off the network, and that I had already switched services, they verified the service problems on my account and canceled my entire plan. I wasn't under any contract at the time, so there was no problem canceling my service with Nextel.

As expected, I got my final bill. It was somewhere around $10 since that was my monthly plan (just the emergency plan, and I didn't make any phone calls). I paid the bill and was happy to be done with that carrier.

Then, the next month, I got a bill for four cents. Yes, just four cents. I figured it was a clerical error and ignored it, expecting them to write it off. But no, each month, another bill for four cents arrived. I was incredulous! I checked the postmark and saw that the postage to send me the bill was costing them ten times more than the bill itself! And they kept sending the bill every month.

I could have paid the bill, but it seemed ridiculous to write a check for four cents and spend more on a stamp. After six months, I finally had enough and decided on some very petty, malicious compliance.

I decided to invest the 40 minutes on hold to call Nextel to work this out. By golly, if they wanted my four cents, I would give them my four cents. I planned to wait on hold for 40 minutes and pay the four cents with a credit card, knowing it would cost them more in fees.

I told my wife about my plan, thinking it was the perfect malicious compliance story. But my wife, the true master of malicious compliance, suggested an even better idea: call and ask if I could make payments on the four cents, splitting it into two payments on my credit card. OMG! I was in the presence of malicious royalty!

I called, waited on hold for 40-45 minutes, and finally got through to a representative. The representative sounded like one of those airport terminal attendants who act like they are checking your reservations, but instead, they are writing a Stephen King-length novel. I could hear the clickety-clackety sound of the keyboard. The female representative was constantly typing as I explained that I had canceled my service but kept getting the final bill and proposed making payments. The representative, typing away, said she’d look up my account. As she typed away at her keyboard, I explained that I had gotten the final bill and that I would like to set up a payment plan to take care of the outstanding balance. I told her that I would like to pay half on my credit card today and pay the remaining half the following month. She was agreeing with me and typing away when suddenly she stopped typing and went quiet. "Sir," she said. "Yes?" I replied. "Are you aware of the balance amount?" "Yes," I said. "Four cents???" she said. "Yes," I said. "I figured that you really wanted that four cents because you keep spending all this postage to send me bills each month. So I'm just calling you to take care of it."

After a brief silence, I heard the clickety-clack of the keyboard again and she said that I would not have to worry about the balance because she was writing it off. I insisted on giving my credit card for the first half of the payment, but she firmly dismissed it and assured me I wouldn’t get any more bills.

My wife's suggestion turned a simple prank into a masterpiece of malicious compliance. I may be good at it, but my wife is on another level! And you really have to want to do malicious compliance to wait on hold for 40 minutes!

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Icy_Wing_1782 on 2024-08-15 22:28:44+00:00.


Title was supposed to say then leave oops 😂

Cast

Karen Manager

Store Manager

Meat Manager

Grocery Manager

This story takes place about two months before I quit my job at the grocery store and started my first year of college.

This story has a bit of exposition so please bear with me 🙂

I was glad when I got to put my Karen Manager in her place. Things had slowly started to cool down and for the next few months it was buisness as usual. The old store manager had to open another store so they brought in a new one. This one was very professional and quite kind. This store manager always recognized various employees in different departments for their hard work.

This recognition of us "lower employees" made our Karen Manager less then happy. I had started to notice a lot more people being hired and everyone's hours suffered because of it. I found out later they did this because part-time employees could be paid less and they wanted to cut costs (tis the life of a retail worker).

I wanted to keep making money in preparation for college so I went into Karen Manager's office and said

Me: Hey, Karen Manager. I noticed my hours were being cut and I wanted to see if I could pick up some extra shifts.

She scoffed at me and said

Karen Manager: It's a department wide decision. If you want hours go to another department. I wouldn't waste your time though.

I looked at her confused and asked

Me: Why not?

Karen Manager: They only have hard working employees in their departments. You wouldn't fit in.

I was dumbfounded. I thought Karen's BS bully routine was over but boy was I wrong. I stood there unsure what to say, meanwhile Karen Manager had another Umbridge smile plastered on her face. I just turned around and walked out of her office.

I didn't know if Karen Manager had already lied to the other managers or not but I might as well ask. I first went to the meat department and explained my situation. I told the manager that our departments hours were being cut and asked if I could do anything to help them out.

The meat manager smiled warmly and said

Meat Manager: I understand how frustrating low hours can be. We have a guy on vacation for a few weeks and we have had to stay late to wash all the pans and plates for our meat. It's simple washing and drying. You get to wear headphones within reason and you would make what a starting meat associate would. Want the job?

I was beaming and immediately took the offer. The job was simple as he promised and I took it seriously. I wanted to show other managers that I was a hard worker and reliable. Three weeks passed by with no issue. Inevitably their missing associate came back and I had to be let go from that position.

Luckily I had spoken to the Grocery Manager the day before and our conversation was somewhat similar. I explained my situation and she understood. She said

Grocery Manager: You just need to tidy up the shelves, put out product on aisle labeled carts, and held unload trucks when they come in. Your pay will be a starting grocery associate pay.

For context both types of associate pay were an increase from my normal department.

I took the offer and immediately helped the grocery department. Everything was fine until grocery hired a full time employee and I had to go back to my normal department. I expected buisness as usual but I got one helluva surprise.

The first day back Karen Manager yanked me in her office. The conversation went like this.

Karen Manager: What the hell do you think you are doing, OP? I told you our departments hours were cut.

Me: I know, you said I could try working with other departments. You also said some other nasty things but I don’t care to repeat those.

She glared at me and said

Karen Manager: OP, you are making our department look bad. We are trying to cut costs and you are burning through hours we don't have.

I decided to correct this smug Karen and said

Me: I understand you want to cut costs and you only have so many hours. I didn't take up any extra hours from our department. I took your rude suggestion and worked for other departments that were short staffed and had an abundance of hours. I did nothing wrong.

She growled at me and said

Karen Manager: Listen OP, It's not fair to others in our department if you get full time and other employees don't.

I held my ground and said

Me: This system of hiring tons of part timers is stupid and it's hurting quality full time employees who need the hours. If you insist on hiring all these people there is nothing stopping them from doing exactly what I did. There are plenty of departments that could use help.

I was fed up with Karen's attitude and spoke my mind

Karen Manager: If you think my management practice is so ridiculous you can just leave!

I was tired of her BS and just smiled

Me: Okay I will.

I turned in my effects and clocked out. I said by to my friends and drove home.

The next day I was enjoying sleeping in for once when I got a phone call. It was the new store manager.

I answered

Me: Hello Store Manager, how are you this morning.

Store Manager: Sorry to bother you OP but could you come back to the store. I looked over the firing of you yesterday and Karen Manager was totally out of line. I talked to other managers you have worked for and they all had glowing reviews of your work. We are pretty short staffed and we need you back.

Me: I smiled (it was always nice to be needed after all). If you transfer me to grocery effective immediately with the pay bump to boot. I will help your department when needed but I want Grocery Manager as my new boss.

Store Manager: Done. I just pulled up your file and transfered you over. You have my word Grocery Manager is your new boss and Karen Manager has no authority over you anymore. I will be having a long talk with her over her managerial practices believe me.

I smirked and said

Me: I will see you in ten minutes

I drove to the store and walked in. I picked up my effects from the Store Manager and shook his hand. I saw the shocked form of Karen Manager and snickered. I turned to a nearby customer with a smile. These last few weeks were going to be the best.

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Karen Manager

Store Manager

A bit of background. I used to work at a popular grocery store that's known for rolling over for customers.

I started working for this grocery store during my gap year (before college). I wanted to save up some money before taking on the crippling burden that is student loans. When I started the job was easy enough and the vast amount of people were kind.

I didn't have to deal with a lot of Karen's, and the hours were flexible. I really enjoyed my coworkers and managers. Life seemed great. That is until our department got a new boss. I don't know what it is about new boss's but they always have to go on a power trip to consolidate power and to show everyone "they mean buisness".

Our Karen manager went around the department and started criticizing people for the stupidest things. Even if we were doing our job correctly, she would show up and tell us to "work faster," and we were "stealing company time." We all hated her but she is our boss so we just tried to do what we were told.

I pride myself on finding the quickest and most efficient way to do a job (Thanks for the upbringing, Mom). I applied this to any of my duties for the day. It just so happened that the end of the day was coming up, and we had to return products that customers left behind (non-perishable, of course). I was voluntold to go do it.

This wasn't an issue as I had done this plenty of times before. I went about my task and finished in about 10 minutes. The second I got done, my KM called me into her office, and the following conversation ensued.

Karen Manager: Close the door. Now, do you know why I called you in here?

Me: No?

Karen Manager: I am trying to improve efficiency in the department, and you took way too long to do those go-backs. I won't tolerate people slacking off in my department. Do you understand?

Me: I wasn't slacking off (trying to defend myself). I was just...

Cutting me off, she reiterated

Karen Manager: Do you understand?

Knowing I was being railroaded, I just said sighed and said yes.

Karen Manager: To ensure you don't slack off again, you are forbidden from doing any more go-backs. I don't care if the store manager tells you otherwise. This is my department, and you will do as I say. I'm the boss

I get a smile on my face as I realize what she just said. I nod my head and reply

Me: Understood, I won't do go-backs no matter what.

My Karen Manager replied with an Umbridge smile and said

Karen Manager: Good, now go back to work and don't forget what I said. I'm the boss.

Iturnedn around so she couldn't see my shit-eating grin and said

Me: Don't worry, message recieved loud and clear.

A few days go by without incident until I finally get a chance to put my malicious compliance into action. The front desk supervisor seems that the go-back cart is full and asked me to return the products. I smile and say

Me: Sorry, supervisor, Karen Manager said I was wasting time and I am no longer allowed to return products.

The supervisor gives me a weird look but just shrugs and tells another coworker to do it instead. This cycle continues on for the next month. One day, the store manager happens to be manning the front desk. The end of the day rolls around, and he looks at me and says

Store Manager: Hey, OP, we have a lot of go-backs, and I need you to return them.

Me: Sorry, Store Manager. I'm not allowed to do go-backs anymore on account of slacking off.

Store Manager: looks frustrated and says

Store Manager: I don’t care if you are allowed to or not. I am telling you to take these back.

Me: Sorry Store Manager, Karen Manager told me I am not to do any more go-backs no matter what, and I'd better follow her orders. Karen Manager told me that this is her department and that she is the boss.

Store Manager looked pissed and stormed into the managers office. A few minutes later, Store Manager called Karen Manager to his office over the intercom. Karen Manager came waddling out of her office and went into Store Managers office. The door closed, and we could all hear muffled yelling. After about ten minutes, the door opened, and Karen Manager shuffled out. She glared daggers at me and told me to come to her office.

I happily complied and said

Me: Yes, Karen Manager, how can I be of assistance

Karen Manager: You are allowed to do go-backs again. That is all

I smirked and left her office, happy that I could put a Karen in her place🤣

Update: I'm surprised a lot of people enjoyed my story. I will continue sharing stories from this job and a hospital I used to work at. Hope you all enjoy them

Update part 2: I forgot about rule 8. Hopefully OP doesn't really count. Everything else should be fixed

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This was more than 15 years ago, but it still makes me smile.

I worked for a non-profit which was owned by a mother company. The manager of the non-profit managed to run the company into the ground financially, and the mother company considered two options - firing us all and rehiring us with no accumulated benefits and no tenure, or firing us and selling the company. This was in Israel, official language hebrew, but the mother company were all Americans. They decided to have a meeting with all the workers to discuss the terms of our continuing to work - but insisted the discussion be held in english. The employees all spoke hebrew, of course, and many weren't fluent in spoken english, but the mother-company representatives doubled down on the language - despite the fact that many of them knew hebrew. It was clearly a tactic to confuse the workers.

In the end, the compromise was that the meeting would be held in english, with on the spot translation supplied by our company. As the only total bilingual, I was asked to translate. I knew they were trying to sell us a rotten deal. I also knew some of their people knew hebrew, so I could not indicate my opinion about what was said, or even use a sarcastic tone when I knew what was said was false or manipulative. So - I translated. Faithfully. But whenever I had to translate something the mother-company representatives said which I knew was manipulative, I made a slightly longer pause before the main part of the sentence. All my co-workers caught on very quickly. The mother-company's offers were rejected, we hired a good lawyer and got nearly twice the severance pay they initially offered us. Too bad they didn't have a fine ear for speech rhythm.

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It's my first time really using Reddit so I apologize if it's not the best formatted. I was recently reminded of a malicious compliance I did as a kid. For context I have an extremely bad peanut and tree-nut allergy. If I eat or touch peanuts or nuts I can go into anaphylactic shock, meaning my throat closes up and basically I'll choke to death, I carry an epi-pen with me at all times because of this. Additional information on this teacher, she HATED children, like the type of teacher who yells at kids if they got something incorrectly. For the sake of keeping everything Anonymous I'll call her "Mrs. Idiot" and refer to myself as "Me". With that out of the way to the story

I was in first grade and by this time I had a good grasp on how bad my peanut and nut allergy was, always read labels, never eat others home cooked meals and that I shouldn't trust someone just because they say "I don't think it has nuts in it" (If you don't know then don't offer those foods to small children who may not know any better). It was first grade and I was having fun coloring something on paper waiting for my teacher. As I was finishing drawing my teacher got out a fun activity worksheet involving candy, if I remember correctly it involved counting or something math related. As she was passing out the worksheets and candy I noticed that they were M&M's, which I'm allergic too. The interaction went something like this.

Me: "Mrs. Idiot I can't have these I'm allergic"

Mrs. Idiot: "Their orginal M&M's they don't have peanuts in them"

Me: "But my mom says Im allergic to the original's too"

Mrs. Idiot: "They're fine, you can have them"

To this day I don't know why a teacher would ever tell a kid with allergies to eat something the Kid thinks or knows their allergic too. Also while original M&M's don't have Peanuts or nuts directly in them, they're made on the same equipment as peanut M&M's. This exchange went on for awhile with the idiotic teacher telling me that "they're fine" and me saying "they're not". I think the teacher actually believed I was purposely trying to annoy her.

Mrs. Idiot: "If you don't start behaving I'm going to call your mother and you will be in big trouble"

Younger me realized that my mom was just going to say the same thing, instead of telling her that I sat there and smiled at the teacher and said "Ok Call her"

I remember wondering why the teacher just didn't believe me, looking back that teacher definitely hated being told she was wrong, especially by a 1st grader.

The Idiot teacher looked annoyed but smug, I guess thinking that my mom would yell at me for not wanting to die or have a giant needle put in my thigh and being rushed to the hospital. Now I don't know the full exchange between my mom and the idiot teacher because this was so long ago and my mom doesn't remember what exactly was said, just that she was extremely angry. I know she tore into my teacher because me and everyone who was present in class could hear my mom yelling through the phone, I think for the first time ever I saw my idiotic teacher actually nervous. After my mom tore the teacher a new one, the teacher brought me to the corner of the room and handed me a bag of skittles, which she apparently had the entire time. It sucked being alone for the activity but I happily did my assignment eating my packet of skittles, knowing fully well my teacher was simmering at her desk, annoyed that a 7 year old knew better than she did.

Later it was revealed that my mom sent an email to the schools principal, which luckily for the idiotic teachers case was my moms 2nd draft and had "nicer" words in it. That teacher had to do a refresher course on allergies by the nurse (which was shown to her already at the beginning of the year.) I guess my school was desperate for teachers because she continued to teach at that school even though she had other incidents. As much as I'd like to say I ate the M&M's and watched as her career tanked, blowing up like a thanksgiving day parade balloon, I did not. As the wise Sid the Sloth said "No Thanks, I choose life"

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When I was a young technical writer, I worked for a small software company that was kind of winding down. Our administrator left or was let go, I can’t remember but in any case, she was not there any longer.

At the next development meeting, they asked me to take minutes. I’m a writer, right? (and a woman so maybe that had something to do with it…?)

Anyway, minute taking was not in my job description but I agreed to do it.

I had learned “weaponized incompetence” from my brothers who used to do chores so poorly that they would be reassigned to me.

During the meeting, I wrote down every dumb joke and stupid comment the developers made. I included everything in the meeting minutes which were distributed to the whole company.

Fallout: they never asked me to take minutes again.

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Today is the Indian independence day. A few years ago, when I was still in school, I was forced to give a speech for the independence day celebrations. I used to be a national debating champion, etc. so my school decided I WILL HAVE TO be the one to give it. It was a holiday, and instead of sleeping peacefully I had to go to the bloody school for a bullshit speech.

Guess what? If someone spent years developing oratory skills, they know exactly how to fuck it up too. Pronunciation, diction, clarity, pacing? For 20 mins the most garbled nonsense came out of my mouth. You wanted me to speak. I spoke. Never said you would enjoy it.

Anyway, they never forced me to do anything again.

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So during this summer I decided to put my English skills to use at my part-time job. I work at a local tiny Café on a small city in the middle of nowhere, so I oftenly go around and just say stuff like "Oh hey! That shirt means this, this and this!" and people are just somewhat surprised and ask me questions about how I know English so well and yada yada yada. The usual European elder people talk. Well, there was this cousin of mine that just used to pass by for a cup of coffee on the way to work. He was very into video-games and books and social media, the usual person in the mid 20s if you ask me. So one day he decided to ask me "Hey, I want to learn English soo, can you help?" and I was like somewhat surprised because nowadays if you want to learn any languages you just download an app and do daily exercises or just watch movies on that language (that's what I did). I told him just that but he wasn't satisfied he said he NEEDS someone to be with him to check on how he evolves on the language. I know my cousin fairly well, we talk daily, so he wasn't shocked when I gave him a pocket face asked his real reason.

He said exactly this: "There is this one English girl that is a poet. She's fine and I wanna hook up with her. I have this cool poem for them."

I. Reddit. I stood there for 3 minutes in silence. He just wanted to learn the language for a good night??? Obviously I said that it wasn't worth all the work and that he could just let me see the poem and let me translate it. He refused at the start but then after some back and forths he ended up agreeing but he agreed in a not so thankful tone, he sounded like a damn king sparing the life of a peasant and he said "Don't you dare change a thing on the poem! Just translate it literally and that's it."

Okay. I'll translate it literally just for you since you asked so nicely.

A-Ahem.

"Your eyes is how the sky blue. Stones brilliants on night starry. I myself ask if you cans see the mine's? Because defentively I cans see the yours the day all"

(Portuguese to English if you are wondering which funny language is this.)

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A long time ago when I was in grade school, we had a Librarian that I disliked as I seen her as a nagging mean spirited person. She once took off time time to go in the Hospital for an un disclosed illness. My Teacher made it a class project for all of us to write Mrs. Smith a get well card. Of course I tried to refuse as I did not like the old lady, but was threatened with punishment if I didn't do the assignment. So Mrs. Smith eventually returned after some time and thanked my class for all the nice cards, excepting one. My card read "Dear Mrs. Smith, get well soon. So you can get sick again!" I can't believe I was never punished for that.

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Hi all, thought I post this here while I am being maliciously compliant at my current job (TLDR; at the end).

I have been with the company (10.000+ employees) for 4 years and switched departments last year due to relocation to another country and changed my contract to be fully remote. I really enjoyed the company and position as well as daily tasks and was challenged in many ways and learned a fair bit. But it wasn't a position with (contractual) remote possibility, so I decided to change departments and to a fully remote position.

The new team was very small with just 4 people including the manager. When I joined the team I started by organizing their chaos into a workable structure and road map strategy on how we can achieve the completion of the open tasks and requests. My manager at that time was useless, but we got along fine and he let me do my thing. However there are certain types of requests and changes where I do not have the authority to approve and it needs to go through my manager to the higher ups for approval. In all that time, all the requests that I forwarded for approval (or just Feedback) were still open and waiting.

No matter how many 1-1 or team meetings we had, they are being pushed further out pending approval. For the first few months I had already completed all assigned tasks where possible and helped out in other teams when I could.

This particular manager was promoted after 3 months of me joining and hired his replacement. The new manager joined us 3 months later and reports to my old manager. At this point I mainly worked with other teams and helping them, all my tasks are waiting approval and no new tasks were given.

I am somewhat relaxed with new people during the on-boarding process and make sure they have time to digest it all properly and understand the background. So again 3 months later and having learned what type my new manager is, I gave up on explaining the complex environment and what is required to be able to deliver results for me/us as a team. At this point, I have worked in that team for 9 months, onboarded my new manager and completed everything I could complete and helped my colleagues getting on with their open work. Naturally other teams didn't always need my help, so I was a bit idle for most of my managers onboarding time.

Over and over again have I stated to my new manager that I have nothing to do, unless open tasks are given approval or new ones are assigned to me and I asked to please escalate if any of it really needs to be done.

2 months ago my new manager exploded on me during a meeting to stop asking for approval on the open tasks and wait for feedback. I specifically send a follow up email to get that in writing and promptly received a response back to wait for feedback or new tasks.

Well, that's what I do now. I wait and do nothing besides the weekly team meeting where I have no updates. I also no longer help out in other teams because of what my manager said. (if the teams really needed my help, they have to go though my new manager, and any request received was rejected)

And I will keep waiting until (hopefully) it will explode.

Edit 1

My managers boss knows all of this from his own time managing the team. I have spoken to the big bosses (CEO and CTO) about it and followed it up twice with an email including everything that is still l open, including items he needs to approve himself. So I think they are very well aware of the situation, it just doesn't have priority right now.

All 'evidence' is saved in a accessible team space and I have a personal copy, both I keep updated when somethings comes up.

Fallout

One team member resigned last month and the other one is already looking for a new job. Important to know, there is a 20 year age gap between me and the other two members of the team, they still need/want more experience. Our new manager is early 60 and should retire soon-ish.

We had an impromptu team meeting yesterday without the manager where we basically all laughed about this situation, but were sad at the same time that we could not use our skills.

Personally I decided to ride this wave and see where it goes. Because let's be honest, who doesn't enjoy being paid without having to work.

TLDR

Manager said to wait for feedback before doing any more work and to stop following up. Waiting now for 2 + months with no work and no feedback.

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I'm retyping this one since I did not include the fallout. That was my fault and I didn't read the rules. Unfortunately, I DO NOT remember the number of people I scared so apologize if I retell the story and be vague on the numbers. If you just want the fallout, look for Fallout in bold letters. Thank you everyone who upvoted my last post and left awesome comments!

TLDR: The loud ninja makes noise so people aren't scared. When told to be quiet, he ends up scaring them instead.

Ever since I was little, I was quiet. This was mainly due to having terrible older siblings and learned to walk silently. I have tried to make myself plop my feet so as not to scare people but I've been known to walk extremely silently. Please note, I am a 300+ 5'10" person with a huge beer belly. So I couldn't hide even if I wanted to since I usually wear black in a red vest.

Since I am so silent, I have become loud (very vocal) so as not to scare people and let people know I am in the area. I talk to myself, sing songs, talk to everyone passing by, etc. I do my best to be friendly even though I'm socially drained every day and rather stay inside for that month. Regardless, I am a very loud person. A regular customer apparently did not like it since I was a very loud person and asked me to be quiet. I apologized and toned everything down but my supervisor was also complained to. I was asked to become less loud. Okay.

Since then, I have scared a lot of people ranging from customers to the very own supervisor. I usually greet people 5-10 feet away from them so as to not get too close. Most of them I have even made eye contact with and still scare them. Essentially giving jump scares to everyone and people complained I wasn't in my department. Almost everyone I have joked with by stating I need a bell.

The FALLOUT

Last week, I decided one week of torture was good enough. It was time to go ahead and stop being a gremlin. As much as I enjoy scaring people that are taller than me, I was probably creating an unsafe work environment. So I decided to make three rules to make things better. No big blow out, no real problems, just making an adult decision.

1: Try to greet every from the end of the aisle so as to avoid scaring them too much. 2: If I somehow sneak up on them, take several steps back so as to give them even more space. 3: Tell your coworkers you are going behind them at any point in time.

I have followed each one to the letter and have gotten less jump scares from customers. The fellow supervisors and coworkers are another story. I have actually gotten more jump scares from them then when I was silent. For example, I came around a corner and I stopped to see a supervisor helping a cashier. I said, I was coming behind them and they both jumped. The supervisor even screamed a little.

Responding to some comments from the last post that I could remember.

I do NOT come close to someone I know that was in the armed services or police force. I make sure they know where I am at all times because you don't own PTSD, PTSD owns you. Meaning something could set you off and I DO NOT want that because of me. I respect them too much for that.

Unfortunately, no one else has joined me in on trying to scare the supervisors. I told maybe one or two people about it but they just put it off as workplace antics.

I wish to thank everyone that posted a comment stating they also scare people. I got a HUGE kick from those comments and hope you occasionally scare people when it's safe to do so. I certainly plan to restart being a gremlin when Halloween hits.

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I work as a senior compliance officer in a large multinational corporation that operates in highly regulated industries. My job is to ensure that we meet all regulatory requirements across different markets. It’s a complex job, but after 15 years in the industry, I’ve seen it all—or so I thought.

Our company recently brought in a new CFO, Julia, who was determined to cut costs across the board. She was a numbers person through and through, and in her mind, compliance was a bloated department that could easily be trimmed down. We had several meetings where she’d question every expense, every process, every role. It was clear that she didn’t understand the intricacies of compliance and didn’t care to learn.

One day, Julia called me into her office and told me that my team was “too expensive” and that I needed to lay off 30% of my staff. I tried to explain that each person on my team was responsible for managing compliance in different jurisdictions, and cutting staff would put the company at risk of non-compliance, leading to fines or worse. But Julia was having none of it. “We’re overstaffed. Make it work, or I’ll find someone who can,” she said.

Seeing no other option, I complied. I made the layoffs, reluctantly letting go of some of my most experienced staff. But I knew that this was a ticking time bomb.

A few months later, our company was bidding for a massive contract with a government entity worth half a billion dollars. Winning this contract would be a game-changer, and the pressure was on to ensure everything was in order. Julia was leading the charge, but the timelines were tight, and we had to submit all compliance documentation within a week.

Here’s where things got interesting. One of the key compliance documents required for the bid involved an obscure regulation in a small market we operated in—let’s call it Country X. The regulation was something that only one of the laid-off team members, a guy named Peter, had handled. The documentation needed his specific knowledge and a set of reports that were saved on his company-issued laptop, which had been returned and promptly wiped after his departure.

Julia, not understanding the gravity of the situation, assumed this was a minor hiccup and ordered me to “just find the reports” or “recreate them.” But the process wasn’t that simple. The reports were generated through a custom-built tool that Peter had developed over years, and there was no way to replicate them without his expertise. I calmly explained this to Julia, who then realized the severity of the situation.

Desperate, Julia asked me to contact Peter and see if he could help us out as a consultant. I reached out to Peter, who was understandably bitter about his sudden layoff but willing to listen—for the right price.

I reported back to Julia that Peter was willing to assist, but he was asking for a six-figure consulting fee. Julia balked at the cost but realized she had no choice. Peter was the only person who could get us the documents we needed to comply with the regulations in Country X.

Peter returned, and within two days, he produced the necessary reports. However, when Julia submitted the bid, it was too late. The delays caused by the scramble had already set us back, and the contract went to a competitor who had everything in order on time.

The fallout was significant. The company lost out on a $500K deal, and the board of directors was furious. Julia’s cost-cutting measures, which had seemed so effective on paper, had directly led to this catastrophic loss.

The kicker? Peter’s consulting fee and the costs of cleaning up the compliance mess afterward were more than double the savings Julia had achieved by laying off my team. And as for me? The board decided that compliance was too important to be left to the whims of someone who didn’t understand it. Julia was quietly let go, and I was promoted to a new role—Head of Global Risk Management, with a mandate to ensure that nothing like this ever happened again.

I made sure to hire Peter back on a full-time basis, with a significant raise. We never spoke of the incident again, but I made it a point to always remind my team that their work, though often invisible, was invaluable. And from then on, compliance was never taken for granted.

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When I was in high school, I had an assignment for my English class when we were reading the Frankenstein book to answer questions on a paper that were relevant to the story.

For context in the story, Frankensteins monster learns to speak English by eavesdropping on a little girls lessons (I forget what she spoke, but for storytelling purposes, let’s just say it was Arabic). One of the questions we were given was to write a letter as if you were the little girl writing to her family in their homeland. I decided I would be a smartass and wrote the entire letter using Arabic letters but English spelling.

As for the fallout, I didn’t get in trouble for it, and I passed the class

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My ex company was toxic for a number of reasons but anyway. Three members of my team were accused of bullying a supervisor (we’ll call him “Ben”). Anyway I’m out doing my job (which requires me to drive around multiple areas). I’m out working and my manager calls, (we will call him “Jack”). I answer the phone and quickly Jack tells me that we are going to be conference called with my colleague, Jack, myself and our in house legal team. Gulp, I’m nervous. Anyway he hangs up and 5 minutes later the phone rings, it’s the call I was warned about.

The legal team explains that there has been a report of workplace bullying & harassment made about all three of us. I ask for further information and get little to no response from them just that a person has made a complaint and the company will be conducting an external investigation. I’m both scared and annoyed that I can’t get any information on who made this complaint, but understand they work reveal the identity to protect them.

While on the phone I receive an offical legal letter outlining the allegations and it states that other parties back up these complaints. The letter has various policies and one such policy says that I am not permitted to speak or communicate with anyone involved in the matter, including any other persons also accused (I.e my colleague & manager)

This is where the malicious compliance comes in. After carefully reviewing the letter I email the legal team directly and inform them that I’ve read the latter and wish to follow all requirements. I state that, because they can’t / didn’t advise me who was involved. I couldn’t know who I am allowed to communicate with (including my manager). I write that I am forced to remain distant and not conduct any work related activities as I could possibly be breaching the legal letter. I inform them that they have to pay me in full while awaiting the outcome of the investigation.

I block all incoming calls from my colleagues except for the legal team and then continue to enjoy a fully paid period of leave (around 4 weeks) while they conduct the investigation. After all of this, what was the findings? Well the three of us were cleared of any wrongdoing (because the alleged misconduct never happened). The accuser “Ben” and witnesses were proven to have never been in the areas where they claim this occurred. Their work vehicle and company phone proved this. Also my vehicle and phone showed I was around 4 hours away from the area.

The cherry on top was that, throughout the investigation it was found that “Ben” was not working full days and was subsequently fired. I enjoyed my time off and took the opportunity to find a new and far better job. Before I left the procedure and legal letters were changed to prevent this occurring again because of my malicious compliance.

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