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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/SPEEDYTBC on 2024-10-18 13:42:24+00:00.

Got a parking ticket and the meter maid crashed into my car and tried to blame me so I do the modern equivalent of paying by Pennys - have bank send 14 checks totaling the amount plus one cent. I write the citation number with a couple digits spelled out “67-one3eightsix” to confuse optical character recognition and force manual processing. On the last one I demand refund for any and all overpayment via check mailed to me.

So far payments processed and I’m waiting for 1 cent refund. Meter maid vehicle camera was inconclusive on fault so that is up in the air.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/shantron5000 on 2024-10-18 03:24:57+00:00.

I got an email to “Rate Your Seller” from Amazon so I figured what the hell, I’ll indulge them since I’m just watching football. Apparently it’s not that easy though. It wouldn’t let me proceed or post my feedback without a 400-character-long comment. And it wouldn’t accept lengthy copypasta symbols either, so eventually I got creative and just started making popcorn on the keyboard. Here’s the result:

“Item arrived before schedule. No issues. 400-character-long comment obligation being fulfilled now………………………!……………….. ……………!………………………….. …………………………!…………….. ………………………………………..’ngffhhcfujbgffdfffdtygvjiojgfdssybvffhhfdfukbggffffgggfdyuvgfghhgggggfgugggfgghhhhhhhgfgjiugbiihggjihgvhjigghhhgggvhjuhgfgjihvhjugvhiijjhgfgjiigfgiiihfffgjuuggfffgguiohgfftuyuuiiuuygfffttyiihgftuuhgfdguikjgghuookhgggtfguiijjhj”

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/bakedn8er on 2024-10-18 03:01:54+00:00.

Every year my wife and I put on an employee appreciation day for our small business. I encourage them to bring family, and we rent a large pavilion at a local park. Usually ends up being about 50 people. I usually hire it to be catered, but this year I spent more on the rental (location) and less on the food. This idea seemed to be preferred. So I pre ordered, via phone, Zachsbees. The order total was nearly $300. I got all the way across town and realized there was only one bag of sauce, there should have been two. So I go back, and to my surprise they decide to charge me $.25 per sauce. I was missing 16. I explained to the cashier, and then again to the asst. manager that I had already paid, but the sauce had been forgotten. They demanded I pay the $4 or kick rocks. So, knowing credit card company’s charge a min. Fee to the merchant, I spent the next half hour buying sauce on my CC waiting 3 minutes between each transaction so the charges couldn’t be merged. One sauce at a time. I got my sauce, and cost them way more than the sauce price.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/DougSJR on 2024-10-17 18:32:10+00:00.

This past July, I moved my cell service from Verizon to another carrier. The move went with very few hitches. I was notified that I had a credit that they returned to me.

In August, I received a bill for ONE CENT. As I was no longer a Verizon customer, I couldn't fix it on their website. I went to the local company store and paid it (I even offered them choice of cash or debit card). I figured I was done with it.

In September, I received another bill for ONE CENT. Cue malicious compliance (even if lightweight).

I scheduled a payment for THREE CENTS. And I set it to recur every month until I get tired of it.

And I stopped at the same company store and advised them so.

This month, I got an email that I have a credit of $0.02. But they're getting another payment on October 30th. And again until I'm satisfied this is resolved. It will probably cost them a bunch in EFT costs :-)

To paraphrase Ernestine (SNL 9/18/76): I'm the former customer. I don't care. I don't have to.

Edit: I'm sure I'm not the first person to have this happen with Verizon. It's the first time it happened to me. In one of my comments, I posted a link to the email I got with a $0.02 credit (the previous ones had already been trashed).

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Maleficent-Way8694 on 2024-10-17 16:38:54+00:00.

A few years ago now I worked as a nurse in Wales. There was a junior sister there who was an odd woman. She would openly bully a couple of staff members by telling them to do a faster hand over by entering the room several times during said hand over to tell them to be quicker, until she was told that they would be a lot quicker if they hadn’t been made to stop several times during their report.

I didn’t drive at the time so had to take the bus, one early shift the bus was a bit late which made me 5 minutes late to the start of the shift. I was told by junior sister that I would need to take the 5 minutes off my 20 minute coffee break or work an additional 5 minutes at the end of my shift. When I started to voice my annoyance at being punished for something out of my control, I was told ‘your working hours are from 7-30 am to 3-00pm with one 20 minute break’. I chose to deduct the 5 minutes from my already short break as leaving 5 minutes late would leave me late for my bus home.

A few shifts later I was getting on with my work and had a few care plans to rewrite, at the time all notes were hand written, as I had been a bit frosty with junior sister, just keeping any conversations strictly professional I sat down to start rewriting said care plans. Junior sister asked if I wanted a hand to which I replied if you would like to, thank you, to which she picked a bunch up and went into her office. Cue malicious compliance, bang on 3 pm I packed up my things grabbed my coat and made a point of saying goodbye to junior sister, she looked up from her desk and asked me where I was going to which I responded home, she said she was still writing my care plans and would I write a couple so she can get them done quicker, yes, you guessed it, I replied with, ‘ my working hours are from half seven till three, I get no leeway when my bus is late so I will no longer be staying after my shift has finished, I will just hand over any outstanding jobs to the next shift’ to which I walked off, I would like to say the look on her face was priceless, but I had already left the ward and didn’t see it, so worth loosing 5 minutes to not be able to finish my food on my break.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Charming_Artist_1202 on 2024-10-17 06:32:58+00:00.

About two decades ago, worked for a company which reimbursed meals when your work out of town.

BUT NO ROOM SERVICE.

Not even if you order within allowance.

Was once too tired to go out after a 0630-2030 work day, had to pay out of pocket because accounts bounced the receipt.

Meeting 2 sets of clients in my suite in a country a continent away, first one overran, only 1 hour before the next, and had to set up the room.

Cue M.C.

It was a time when long-distance calls were ridiculously expensive. Called accounts. Assistant manager took call, manager nowhere to be found.

AM: Will ask her to call you back

Me: I need to know as there is just scarcely enough time for me to shove food in. I will hold the call.

Manager returned about 10 mins later.

Me: So may I order room service? Not enough time to set up if i have to leave for food.

Manager:..... you do know this call is probably cost more than your meal, right?

Me: Of course. But I don't want to run afoul company policy. So, do I get your approval to order room service?

Manager: (sigh) Yes, you may. Next time use your discretion and common sense.

Me: But common sense is not that common in this company......

She never messed with me on reimbursement again.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/firakti on 2024-10-16 19:44:56+00:00.

I work in a small office, and like a lot of companies, we’ve got that one manager who’s obsessed with cutting costs—ours is “Mark.” Mark wasn’t a bad guy, but he had this laser focus on reducing expenses, no matter how small. One of his biggest obsessions was paper. He was convinced we were blowing our budget on printing, so he implemented a new policy: Everything had to be double-sided.

It wasn’t a suggestion. It was a hard rule. Mark sent an email to everyone in the office, cc’ing HR to make it official: “From this point forward, all printing must be double-sided—no exceptions. If we catch unnecessary single-sided printing, there will be consequences.”

Most of us didn’t see it as a big deal for internal documents. But there were times it was a problem. We regularly worked with contracts, legal forms, and client documents—things that, for whatever reason, often had to be single-sided. A few of us raised concerns about this with Mark, but his response was always the same: “Rules are rules. Double-sided saves us money. Stick to the policy.”

Now, here’s where the compliance comes in.

A couple of weeks later, we got a massive contract from one of our biggest clients—let’s call them GreenTech. The deal was huge, easily one of the biggest projects we’d handled all year, and it came with a lot of paperwork. The instructions from GreenTech were crystal clear: the contract had to be printed single-sided to meet their legal department’s standards.

I figured this might be one of those rare cases where Mark would make an exception. So, I went to him, explained the situation, and showed him the client’s instructions.

Mark just shrugged and said, “Company policy is company policy. We’re not wasting paper. Double-sided.”

At this point, I knew where this was headed, but fine. I followed the rules. I printed the entire 80-page contract double-sided and sent it off to the client. A couple of days later, we get an email from GreenTech. They weren’t pleased. In fact, they were asking us to reprint the whole thing—single-sided this time—or they’d reconsider doing business with us.

When I showed the email to Mark, his face turned red. He had no choice but to backtrack and scramble to fix the mess. We ended up having to reprint the entire contract correctly and rush ship it to GreenTech overnight, which ended up costing us more in fees than the printing savings Mark had been so focused on.

The best part? After that fiasco, Mark quietly rolled back the “no exceptions” rule for double-sided printing, and we were all allowed to use our judgment on a case-by-case basis. Funny how a little compliance with bad policies can show why they don’t work in practice.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/1onesomesou1 on 2024-10-16 13:31:41+00:00.

My housemates are the most insufferable people on the planet. i could go on for hours all the petty and downright aggressive ass shit they've done but for the sake of this post I'll keep it very short.

Both of them have these stupid things they get so anal over for no reason. for one of them it's leaving drawers and cabinets open (even by 1/2 an inch) if she catches you she will literally scream and threaten to hit you.

the other is the door, the leaky faucet he's convinced everyone is doing on purpose, and lights being turned on for .2 seconds. One of the more recent things he's decided to be petty over is the heat being on, at all.

for context it's a two story house. Roommate 1 sleeps downstairs. me and roommate two sleep upstairs. Im on the north side of the house and have very poor insulation. he's on the south side and has amazing insulation. regardless, it doesn't justify his actions because he's also a landlord for another property and knows that you need to keep heat on at least 60 to be legal and up to code. I stay upstairs 99% of the time because i hate interacting with them. they're downstairs 90% of the time except to sleep.

He goes upstairs every few hours during the day just to check the thermostat and if it's anything above "OFF" he goes right over to me and demands i 'stop playing with the heat'.

this month the night temps have been 40 degrees at MOST, by the way. i had turned the heat up to a mere 60 degrees because i don't want the pipes in my room to freeze + i have mice and they will LITERALLY DIE if they're exposed to <60 degree weather.

as soon as he came upstairs he turned it all the way off and CAME IN TO MY ROOM TO BITCH AT ME IN MY SLEEP (i know because my door was open when i woke up. i keep it shut and normally LOCKED bc of how violent they are for no reason.)

I woke up at 1am to my room being 38° and my dog whining.

so i went right out and bought a 1500watt convection heater and a heating pad for my mice (20watt); on nearly 24 hours a day every single day.

he's the one who pays the majority of the electrical bill. Want to play 'lord of the thermostat' to the point it's literally criminal and is going to destroy the house's pipes? then you should have no problem paying the extra $200+ a month to heat my room! :)

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/withaph64 on 2024-10-15 18:21:15+00:00.

I worked for a large corporation as a shift manager in our data center so I had to review tickets from the prior shift, we had a ticketing system most corporations would be used to but our night maintenance worker that handled stopped up toilets and bulb replacements, this was something he didn’t use until new management said he needed to track his work in our ticketing system, this didn’t sit well with him but he complied. Granted this was several years ago so I don’t have the exact verbage but the entries stuck with me because they were so funny:

Entry #1 Asked to remove rabbits from flower garden at main entrance, took pellet gun, shot 6 times, hit 1. Took pellet gun back to shop, re-sighted gun. Shot 4 times hit 3.

Entry #2 Asked to unclog toilet in women’s bathroom on 4th floor, found what looked to be several pounds of turds and 1 1/2 rolls of toilet paper. Had to punch that doggie several times before it cleared.

Entry #3 Asked to replace light bulb above receptionist desk, evidently not bright enough for her to fix her makeup, added two 200 watt bulbs, should be bright enough for her to see herself now.

I stopped seeing entries after about a month, next time I saw him I asked him why I wasn’t seeing any more entries from him, he told me they took his access to the ticketing system away, which he said with a big smile.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/CEO_Of_Rejection_99 on 2024-10-14 20:10:06+00:00.

Don't worry, no hard feelings were caused.

Context. For a previous assignment I had to research a topic, so I made an 11-page document (I admit it did have a lot of extraneous info though). I didn't want to print it so I emailed it to my friend to present it on her iPad.

When I presented my submission, the professor was confused, so he wanted all of us to redo the assignment, this time only one page.

So I had an idea. I simply exported a PDF of my original document with all 11 pages on a single sheet (with the feature in Adobe Acrobat where you can print multiple pages on one sheet) that I called my prank file. Don't worry, I also made a legitimate submission that was shortened to two pages (the professor was OK with it). I emailed both files to my friend, then instructed her to open my prank submission first, then right as the professor becomes disappointed in my work to pull up my actual submission next.

Today I go to class and I eagerly await as I see my friend open the prank file and show it to my professor. We all laughed and he commented on how tiny the text was. Then she opened my actual submission and I presented that work. He congratulated me on completing the assignment. What a day.

TL;DR: Professor asked me to redo my assignment and shorten an 11-page document to one page, so I printed all 11 pages on one sheet in a PDF and presented it to my professor. Then I presented my actual submission.

EDIT: The professor did not specify the 1 page requirement and other things he wanted us to research until the retake. There are only two other students in the class; one was a piece of paper with both sides printed and the other was a 6 page long PDF file. Professor was OK and happy with them both. Prior to the retake, other students also presented multi page long documents (one of which were 3 sheets of paper with both sides printed). I submitted a 2 page file because I felt it was impossible to shorten the paper down to one page without removing the more important info, plus our pages had to include pictures which took up a lot of page space. I figured that it would be the equivalent of printing both sides of one sheet of paper anyway.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/wavking on 2024-10-14 08:13:54+00:00.

Inspired by a recent post. This was actually a lesson taught to our class by a physics teacher. He describes a poorly worded test question that said “how can you use a barometer to find the hight of a building?” Now obviously the tester wanted to know how to use barometric pressure to calculate elevation. But that’s not what they asked. So one clever student gave three different answers:

1. Tie a string to the barometer and lower it to the ground . Measure the length of the string. That’s by the hight of the building.
2. Drop the barometer from the top of the building and time how long it takes to hit the ground. Use the formula for acceleration due to gravity to determine the height.
3. Find the building superintendent and tell him you’ll give him this nice barometer if he’ll tell you the hight of the building.

I don’t remember how the student fared in the question, but the lesson was burned into my memory. As another teacher had a slogan on a number sticker, “a well asked question is a problem half solved”

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Bubbly_Fawn on 2024-10-14 05:38:23+00:00.

So, I was in seventh grade, and my first class of the day was Biology. Well, my teacher was honestly a pretty mean-spirited person and she was constantly looking for ways to get kids into trouble.

The night before, we’d been assigned a study packet, and apparently, most of the class had not been doing a great job turning in the homework assignments lately. So, she decided to take that opportunity to ask each of us and write down publicly (on the board) who had ___ amount of answers done in the packet.

Rewind to that morning. I, of course, had procrastinated until the last minute and was quickly copying answers from a friend. However, even the time for that ran out so I just started writing random words in the blank spaces (thinking that she wouldn’t pay that close of attention). My packet was filled with words like “cheeseburger” and “peanut butter” and so on and so forth.

Well, fast forward to her asking me how many answers I had completed on my packet and… with a smile, I cheerfully said “All of them.” That must have really set off warning bells in her head because she came over to my desk and proceeded to read my BS answers. She reamed me out for lying to her and, with an innocent look on my face, I said “Well, you asked how many answers I had, and I told you. You did not ask how many of them were correct.”

Mic drop. 😅

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/MLMCMLM on 2024-10-14 00:34:09+00:00.

When I was in high school we got a new principal who had a very annoying “policy” (idk what else to call it) where 2x a week we would stay extra in home room and be given a prompt to write about. Now I actually LOVE to write… fiction. The prompts we were given were always hallmark special dribble that were stale to write. Think along the lines of “write about a time you and your friend had an argument and how you worked through it” type of prompts. I found them belittling, boring, and a waste of both students and teachers time. Sometimes I’d refuse to write, sometimes I’d write like two sentences just to appease my teacher; idk why they irked me so badly but they really did.

So one day we got a prompt along the lines of “write about a time when you were/felt disrespected and how you overcame it”. Initially I just refused to write but my teacher (who was my fav teacher) pushed saying I needed to write SOMETHING to turn in. I sat thinking for bit before a PERFECT scenario came to mind and I felt like I was grinning like the grinch. I decided to write about my orientation at the school.

So when I went to orientation my mom went with me and it started in the auditorium with the principal giving a speech/overview. We sat in the front row and I noticed the principal check out my mom more than once. After the auditorium we could walk around and my mom wanted to ask the principal some questions. During their interaction I once again noticed him checking out my mom’s boobs; she was just in a T-shirt but is a C cup so even in a basic T-shirt there’s some cleavage. Afterwards my mom said how nice he was and I looked at her and said “mom. He was checking you out the WHOLE time.” And we moved on.

I wrote about this and also mentioned how he never apologized and how I felt he had disrespected both of us. I turned it in with a shit eating grin. Being my favorite teacher, they knew something was up when I had actually completed this writing prompt while also being happy about it. I sat down and they immediately started reading it. He let out a surprised loud “HA HA!” and I looked over with a smile and said “what’s wrong teacher, something funny?” He just snickered quietly while the rest of the class looked at me confused.

I thought that was the end of it, but later got called to the guidance counselor. They had my writing and asked me about it. One of the first defenses was “I’m sure he wasn’t really staring at her chest, sometimes he just isn’t paying attention.” Which instantly made it worse to me since they were essentially defending him. When they realized that didn’t go the way they wanted she switched to “I’m sorry you both felt this way about the interaction, would you like us to talk to him about it? We could arrange for him to apologize to you both if that will help resolve things.” I said no.

Tbh I hadn’t found it to be a huge deal, men can be disrespectful and this was an instance of that so I just wanted to move on and forget it, not bring more attention to myself. I had written about it more to throw his stupid prompt assignment back in his face rather than try to get an apology from him. Idk if he ever saw or was told about the writing but it was a satisfying morning for me.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/WordWizardx on 2024-10-13 17:58:24+00:00.

A comment on another post today reminded me of this one from my son’s 10th grade history class last year:

The teacher loved giving out paper homework assignments that were vaguely related to the topic (when every other teacher does homework electronically). Fonts and layouts differed greatly. The students quickly figured out that their teacher was literally just googling their topic + “worksheet” and printing out the first result that looked vaguely high school level, whether or not it actually covered the portions of the topic she assigned. Many of the worksheets had an answer key online, so of course everyone looked up the answers.

Finally one bright soul (okay, it was my kid) printed out a worksheet with the answer key included and submitted it from “student name: Google” along with his regular work. She wants easy-to-google answers, she can have them.

She didn’t entirely stop the pointless worksheets after that, but there sure seemed to be a lot fewer of them!

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/WarmKitten on 2024-10-13 10:03:21+00:00.

This was last year. In hindsight, I feel a little bad for the professor. He wasn't the worst I'd ever had, and he was up against a University which was in turmoil behind the scenes and spearheading an untested new course. That being said, I am paying quite exorbitantly for this education, and he was a right snot about this so, eh.

It was a history course, and one of the assignments was a group project wherein we presented in front of the class. There was a three hour seminar taking place in a lecture hall, the last hour of which was reserved for two groups to go up and present at a half hour apiece. This would involve a Q and A session afterwards, just to keep us on our toes, I suppose.

Professor really emphasized that we pick the week and topic we're going to present in and that's that. It's first-come-first-serve and if you miss your spot you get a 0. Thought nothing of it at the time, seemed fair. Didn't like his attitude, but whatever, right?

Well I won the lottery with the group I was assigned. They were grand lads and a dream to work with. We decided on an advantageous week to present (given our schedules) and we spent the run up fine-tuning this presentation and really getting it to work. We used a stopwatch and everything, we even brought in outsiders to ask questions we might not predict. All was well.

Except we were presenting in week five, and a disturbing pattern had emerged during the seminars in weeks two, three and four. For all his talk about keeping things constrained and everyone working within a schedule, whoever went second was screwed. The first group always ran long and the second group had to make do with, at-most, 20 minutes. You could see the stress on their faces.

So come week five the rest of my group, a little bit more nervous than I am, worries aloud about whether all of our careful planning will be for pot. I decide to throw a hail Mary thinking that the worst I could get is a "no", right?

So I go up right before class stars and ask the prof what are the odds we might go on first out of the two, after all, we're sure we have this down to 30 minutes. The dude proceeds to rake me across the coals in front of everyone. It was a normal speaking voice, but the podium was right by the door, and people were filing in. Tells me not to ask such a stupid question and to go back to my seat. I go back, tail between my legs, pissed off and sit with steam shooting out of my ears for the next two hours.

Sure enough, the other group goes first. And sure enough, they run long. We shoot concerned looks to the professor who is too busy watching the other group to notice. Come 50 minutes in and the first group is just about wrapping up. The guys in my group are silently freaking out about this. Nightmare, right?

That's when the prof stands up, polite applause all around and then says "Well I guess we're finishing early today, huh?"

Like a scene out of a courtroom drama the four of us stand up like a shot and ask what the hell is going on. He can't quite hear us from back, and we're all talking at once so he asks "What's going on?" I charge down those steps like King Kong.

In the same tone of voice, in front of the same door that people were now filing out of, I tell this guy that we're booked for the assignment today and we have something prepared. "W-what!?" Turns out he totally plum forgot that we were presenting today, and that's why he was so mad at my suggestion earlier.

So I tell him we're presenting now, to an empty room, or he's giving us 100.

The poor guy sure did try. Insisted we hadn't signed up this week (we had), insisted that he could schedule us in next week (even assuming two of four of our group weren't away on placement for their teaching degree, we booked for this week as ordered), insisted that he had somewhere to be (not my problem, mate).

Dude just had to wear it. After making a phone call to (presumably) his next appointment, he had to stand there, white as a sheet, and wear it. I'll never forget the look on his face.

So we presented to a lecture hall empty of all but the professor and two students who, I guess, wanted to see more of the show.

We got a great grade, to boot.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/plogan56 on 2024-10-12 18:21:15+00:00.

Ok for context, my cousin goes to this private school that gives out these laptops at the beginning of the school year, these laptops hold the vast majority of their schoolwork and as such have custom software to limit their usage to said schoolwork; because of all these factors, everyone who received one was instructed to pay a $200 security deposit that would not be returned if they damaged/lost theirs.

Onto the story, when the end of their school year came closer and people started returning their laptops, the school started claiming BS damages on the laptops and kept the deposits. Obviously, this didn't sit well with alot of the students and parents who knew good and well there was no damage to speak of and so they began to claim they simply "lost" them and let the school keep the deposit since they weren't getting it back in the first place. As more and more students did this, my cousin included, the school went full dictator mode and claimed to prevent students from grafuatiing if they did not return their laptops, which again went against the signed agreement/contract, and whoo-boy did that set off the powder keg.

Several parents got their lawyaers and filed a case aginst the school for breach of contract and even the media got involved covering the corrupt school's policy, students refused to attend the class for the final weeks, parents were protesting in front of the school lawn, even some faculty and staff quit it was a whole thing.

In the end my cousin told me it ended up settled out of court because they couldn't take the bad PR anymore and part of it was the return of the deposit for the laptop's return; however, she wasn't giving hers back and asked me to jailbreak the software so it worked like a normal one and i did(mostly just had to save her personal data then wipe the software from it).

Ik some of you will comment "it's just $200 dollars, they didn't need lawyers if they were already paying for private school anyway" and to you i say would you be okay being blatantly cheated out of extra money when you're already paying for a service? Because seriously, what did they expect to happen, that's several thousands of dollars spread out among several students(idk the exact number maybe 300) of course they wouldn't just sit back and let you cheat them.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Due-Date-2024 on 2024-10-12 16:36:19+00:00.

I'm a college professor and teach a first year core linguistics unit. Cheating has always been a problem, more so with the advent of AI where some students turn in reference-less ChatGPT word salad.

There are tools that can detect AI written text. It's not definite, but if a piece of text is assessed as being likely AI written, coupled with a student being unable to defend themselves in an oral viva, then it's pretty solid evidence. I submitted academic dishonesty reports for several students. I was hoping to spend a hour or so on call in total with those students and ask them questions about their essays.

I got an email back from admin saying that they would not entertain having oral vivas, that AI detectors give false positives so "unless there is an actual AI prompt in their essay we don't want to hear about it", and that even if they did cheat "It's just a sign of adaptability to modern economic forces".

They finally told me that I should therefore "learn to incorporate AI in my classes". This happened 12 months ago.

Okay college administration, I will "learn to incorporate AI in my classes".

I'm the course coordinator for the core unit. I have full control over the syllabus. I started to use an AI proctoring software for all my assessment and quizzes. This software can use facial recognition and tracks keystrokes and copy-pasting.

I also changed the syllabus to have several shorter writing assessments (i.e 400 words) instead of a couple large ones (i.e 1500 words).

Before you dislike me for ruining students' lives -- this is a first year course. Additionally, only citizens can enroll in online degrees in my country, and they only need to start paying back their student loans if they earn more than $52k a year.

The result?

Cheating has been reduced to a nil in my unit. All forms of cheating have been abolished in my class, including paid ghostwriting -- AI and human.

I was called to a meeting a few weeks ago where a board told me that data analysis showed that a higher proportion of new students in my major are discontinuing their degree, and that this was forecast to cost them $100,000's in tuition and CSP funding over the next few years. They told me that they "fear my unconventional assessment method might be to blame."

I simply stated that I was told to incorporate modern technologies, we are offering an asynchronous online degree, our pathos is to uphold academic honesty, and that I offer flexible AI-driven asynchronous assessment options that are less demanding than having to write large essays.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Eljason79 on 2024-10-12 15:41:23+00:00.

I live in a low lying area next to the intercoastal in Volusia and we got 3-4 feet of surge that stands until the tide falls which takes a few days. At low tide it drains but high tide spits it all back into the street. Rinse and repeat for 4-6 tide cycles before everything normalizes. A lot of us on the street have large low spots in our yards that have to be pumped into the drainage system. My crawl space is probably the lowest point so it all flows and stands unless it’s pumped or dissipates. After a long day of cleanup my wife and I went to have dinner to relax. At dinner my phone starts blowing up with texts from my neighbor to turn my pump off because she can’t walk around her house (the storm drain sits right in between our property lines). I immediately call another neighbor who tells me the drains are back flowing. While I’m on that call I get a text from her that she MOVED my hose to shoot water back under my house and tried to tell me what I was going was illegal. She called 911 and they sent out a firefighter to tell her what I was doing was legal and had to be done. She still proceeds to tell me that I need to consider the neighbors (she is the only one slightly affected by my pumping) and I shouldn’t be pumping water into the street. Malicious compliance time. I move my hose to my side yard that slopes down to her yard before making its way to the street flooding her dirt driveway (80% of which is on my property). Guess whose yard is now flooded and who was told by my police department that she is no longer allowed on my property under any circumstances meaning the only place she can park is on the street which is illegal as it’s an old neighborhood with very narrow roads. Be nice to your neighbors. She is so far over a barrel now I almost feel bad for her.

Update: Thank you all for the laughs and advice. It has truly made my cleanup go so much faster. I’m sorry but I’m still very green posting to Reddit and don’t know how to link it but I posted this in r/badneighbors if you want to see the text exchange while I was at the restaurant and the aftermath when I got home. Y’all be safe out there.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Supermathie on 2024-10-11 19:16:07+00:00.

The Turkish landowner story reminded me of this story from my hometown:

In a report from The CBC, the building that is now the club house was once a machine shop, until it was purchased by Ward, his brother Richard, Tim Panetta, and Randy Beres in 2001.

There's a terrible MC story behind this sale.

The original owner had a garage with a machine shop tucked away, surrounded by trees. He was a car enthusiast and he would frequently work in his shop and invite his friends with their cars to work on them as well.

The neighbours weren't happy with the occasional noise and complained to the city he was running an unlicensed business in a residential area. By the most strict interpretation of the law, he may have been, so he endured a lot of harassment from his neighbours and the city until he got fed up and sold his property (which, IIRC, was one of the remedies suggested by the court).

He sold to the Hell's Angels. Who, shortly thereafter, tore down his house, trees, and paved a huge concrete pad (a good aerial picture is in this article).

The clubhouse became a massive centre of drug manufacturing and distribution in the area.

The neighbours, as far as I know, didn't complain to the new owners. Go figure.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/RagdollSeeker on 2024-10-11 06:34:43+00:00.

In Aydin, Turkiye landowner opens a sex shop after a dispute with neighbours.

“Two years ago, I wanted to rent my shop to an institutional company. Some of my neighbours opposed it stating that they didnt want a busy shop in this area.

After that, I built an awning (I guess he wanted to open his own cafe or something) but I was sued and I had to demolish it with my own hands.

I lost 150K Turkish lira (4500 USD) in that ordeal.

So I decided how to profit from my shop and opened my sexshop named ‘69SexShop’. “

“There is a lot of demand. People are saying they will buy products from us and they are already coming. Many people also want to work at our shop”

“I see this as a service to society providing proper hygiene and safety. We will have only have one customer at our shop, we are opening next week”

Source:

This is just beautiful, this sub personified 😂

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/JohnnyPolite on 2024-10-11 04:09:21+00:00.

I was a cashier in college and a lady and her friend were talking in my line and being dismissive. I rang her up and told her the total. She handed me cash and was 50 cents short. I said “Maam, it’s 50 more cents.”

She rolled her eyes and said “I want to pay cash.” And went back to talking to her friend.

I said “Yes ma’am. Do you have 50 more cents?”

She turned toward me and very slowly and condescendingly said “I want to pay with that cash” and pointed at what she handed to me.

I said “yes ma’am” and hit the cash button and entered the amount she gave me. I politely said “Ok your total is 50 cents. How would you like to pay for that?”

She realized what happened and got a embarrassed and said “I have 50 cents”

To her friend’s credit, she was laughing at her.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Ancient_Educator_76 on 2024-10-11 02:17:42+00:00.

This story isn’t what you think it is. Well, Now it is, I suppose.

I’ve written many MCs about my adult life , teaching, running a drive thru, you name it. Though I’ve referenced growing up with my father , this is the first time I’ve written about him directly. There has to be a statute of limitations on speaking I’ll of the dead. If these balls could talk.

Anyway, I’m about eleven years old in Germantown (the projects of Quincy) Massachusetts living with my father. Any time I’ve asked about my mom I got shot down with a “ she’s a crazy b#tch”. My father had many vices. Tobacco seemed to play the biggest role in our lives and in keeping him relatively sane. Cigarettes lined up like a Clash of Clans skeletal army, warding off the much bigger , much more formidable beasts that lie ahead. Individually, a cigarette holds minimal power, yet a million times more power than none. This sad mathematical fact is what brings us to this story of the most malicious of compliances.

When my dad ran out of the money he got for SSI and SSA, cigarettes became a problem, even in the late eighties. He would have me “bum cigarettes” from the neighbors. Some neighbors were generous. Some told me how vile it was for a father to send their child to get cigarettes. Some threw chicken bones at me. If I only had the wherewithal to reply “ ma’am I’m eleven “. Or at least duck.

When it got really bad he had me walk the town looking for cigarette butts that still had some tobacco left. This was a disgusting activity that I eventually got really good at. And really sick of.

One night he sends me off on another tobacco mission, but I’m in the middle of a game of monopoly I’m playing with Chewbacca, starscream and megatron, and it’s about to get good. I argue to the point of my dad throwing throwing a handful of shit#ty coins at me , yelling in his raspy post-thyroidectomy voice “don’t come back until you have cigarettes I can SMOKE!!!”

Enter MC

As blood trickles down my face, dripping onto a few dirty coins I managed to retain from their violent travels, I wonder what other crimes these coins have been complicit to. What have you done, little dime!?

I was done. With all of it. As an eleven year old I had very little cards to play, but one of them landed right in my lap.

I walked in the dead of night, directly up the unnamed dirt road my dad used to drive me down whilst sitting on the hood. Back when I was a few years younger. When I was his type. Am I ready to do this?

I keep walking, seeing many cigarette butts and even an un crushed pack, ignoring them all as I walk to the fire station. I know there’s a pay phone there, and this time my dads gonna pay.

I look down at my coins, my bloody dime, and call my Aunt Stella. She told me earlier this year that anytime I needed help, call her. My Dad always insisted I don’t do this, or ever call her for anything, because “all she wants to phuqqing do is rat me out and see me in jail so SHE can keep u!” Sounds like a plan. When she picked up she knew right away, but explained in way too much detail what happened the last few months and then years, even including the SA from my dad back when he was still into me. If these balls could talk. Anyway, I cried and tears well up even now remembering how it all just flowed out of me like a river of garbage falling over me.

I knew this was gonna be big trouble if I didn’t have the cigarettes and I told her. She risked her life driving to us, pack of cigarettes in her hand as she picked me up and told me to stay in the car. Even through the closed windows of a Chevy nova I could hear her yell “here’s your fucking cigarettes, I’m taking op!!”

The saddest sh*t was that he took the cigarettes and turned around no argument. He didn’t even fight for me . I don’t even know why, to this day, I even wanted him to. Aunt Stella did what I knew she would; call the cops on him and take me in. He went to jail then eventually out of state after kids kept coming out of the woodwork who were his victims.

I never looked back.

Who am I kidding? I looked back every day since.

TLDR- my dad said don’t come back without getting cigarettes. I got him his older sister and a couple next little metal bracelets too.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Individual_Ad_9213 on 2024-10-10 21:58:37+00:00.

"Just tap there," said the cashier as they ignored me and the cash in my outstretched hand and as they pointed to the credit card machine. After a few seconds of being told, repeatedly, "Over there, papi," I took them up on their word. I slapped the money against the card reader and said, loud enough for everyone around me to hear: "Hey, this machine isn't working; maybe if I try sliding it through....nope, still not working. Maybe you can do better."

The other customers had witnessed how rudely I was being treated. They burst out laughing when the cashier finally looked at me and grabbed the money out of my hand. A few more cash paying customers imitated me, laughing at that cashier's increasing upset.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/golf-lip on 2024-10-10 21:49:44+00:00.

For context, i work at a Hotel with 1 maintenance engineer. Not a large hotel, so 1 is enough. Any regular day, he insists i call him about maintenance work rather than putting in a work order so he can just fix it and not have to go close out an order on the computer. This leads to me calling 4-5x a day. I call him for things like broken a.c.'s, hanging up a picture frame, cabinet door falling off. If its something easy like a lightbulb or clogged drain, i just fix it myself. Recently he took 2 weeks off work for a surgery. I tried to figure most things out myself, and only called him if i really needed assistance. Instead of 4-5 calls a day, i called him maybe 4 times the entire 2 weeks to let him recover and rest. I tried to fix most things myself and figure it out to not bother him.

When he comes back from his vacation, he sees something was installed incorrectly. A shower wall shampoo holder. I put it on the wall but did not grout it. He responded by saying, "if you want to do my job, let me know and i'll go elsewhere" and was generally petty for the rest of the day. Okay. I wont do your job for you.

Lightbulb out? Call. Phone unplugged? Call. Remote out of batteries? Call. Toilet not flushing? Call. Drain clogged? Call. Probably called over 20 times.

Do i know how to fix these things? Of course. But i don't want him to leave, so i'll let him do his job.

Edit:

1. It is a 3m sticky strip on the back of a plastic mount. He is upset i didnt caulk it. No major harm done or tons of work to be undone
2. We do track maintenance requests to see history and identify recurring problems to catch issues. He just prefers i call him rather than going online to check and close them because he isn't tech savvy. So im doing both.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/MooseyBee on 2024-10-10 21:43:42+00:00.

Years ago, a friend of mine was working as a research assistant in Germany. German is not her first language, but she was trying her best to learn it.

For one study, she meant to ask the patients to come to their weigh-ins and blood tests without having eaten anything. The German word for "shy" is schüchtern. The German word for "unfed" (literally "empty") is nüchtern. Of course, it wasn't detected by the spelling checker. And guess who made that small error in her emails to the patients?

You can imagine how shocked my friend was when her patients showed up and began joking with her; oversharing tiny details from their day, telling her about their bowel movements post-operation, and so on. Fortunately, it was only a handful of the hundreds of patients that she emailed who teased her about not being "shy" and everyone else who commented on it was kind.

Definitely a lesson well-learned :-)