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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/RulrOfOmicronPersei8 on 2024-05-29 18:55:51+00:00.


someone said I should put this here so:

 in middle school internal consistency among staff did not exist. the cafeteria people yelled at us to eat breakfast upstairs while the teachers hated that because of carpets or something. it was kind of silly hearing both sides yelling every day so I jokingly proposed we set up a table halfway up the stairs on the landing, my friend ran with this idea and a few days of planning and getting supplies we set it up. it wasn't fancy but we had some snacks for it and a sign that read "cant eat upstairs, cant eat downstairs? eat here" some of the teachers thought it was funny including the principal and it stayed up for a few days. pretty minor but we thought it was pretty funny

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/c4nts70p7h351gn4l on 2024-05-29 01:09:05+00:00.


Story time:

Background: During an 8 hour shift at a BS temp job spent on my feet, I stopped moving for 2 minutes to take a breath and just enjoy standing still. I happened to yawn discreetly during minute 2 (shift started early morning). During my shift, I work at least 3x harder and better than the other employees, who spend most of their time fucking around on their phones, chatting, and vaping behind the shelves or under the counter.

Events: Boss-who is never there, but when she is takes the time to bitch out anyone she sees so she’s “managing her employees” walks by and says “ [MY NAME) (shouted) if you’ve got nothing to do you need to be cleaning or restocking, don’t just stand there”.

Malicious compliance: Spent the rest of the shift detail cleaning, manually descaling, sterilizing and polishing an espresso machine. For 3 hours. As. Slowly. And. Thoroughly. As. Possible. It was very relaxing. Then, I peaced out.

Screw you, manager.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/meowsasaurus on 2024-05-28 15:00:37+00:00.


tl;dr: Family I'm working for admonished me for charging them an extra $12.50 that they technically owed, so in the interest of accuracy, I tracked hours that I generously chose not to charge them and they ended up paying hundreds back to me.

Karen and Ken are wealthy and extremely stingy. Their kid is Bob. Henry is an extremely sweet, generous single dad who lost his husband a few years ago and dotes on his kid Steve

I have been a nanny for several years now and for the most part, I've worked with lovely, reasonable families. I have contracts for every family that guarantees the hours that I work, meaning if a family goes on vacation, I still get paid because I'm technically available to work but they chose not to use my services. Think gym membership where you pay regardless of whether you've been to the gym in a month. This is standard on nanny contracts. Another bit on my contract is called the nanny share, so if two of the families want to combine for the day, each of them pays 2/3 of my regular pay rate. I get paid a little more for watching more kids, and they save a little only paying a portion of what they would have paid.

Karen and Ken's family went to Hawaii three weeks ago, and per my contract, I was to be paid as usual. Before they left, they asked if I could come in and watch the Bob the Sunday after they returned so that they could recover and rest. I agreed and my hours were set at 8 am-4 pm that Sunday. They went on the trip, everything was wonderful, and they texted me when they landed saying they would see me at 8 am. The next day, when I was about to head out the door at 7:30 am, I received a text saying that Bob were just waking up, so I should just show up at 8:30 instead. After the day of nannying, Karen asked if I would stay past my regular hours during the upcoming week so that they could have two date nights. I agreed, and Karen said she would reimburse me for all the extra hours at the end of the week since it'd be easier just to make one payment. Totally fine with me.

The week finished, and I ended up staying an extra 8 hours total for the two date nights. I asked Ken to pay me for 16 hours but he said he had to talk to Karen first to double check hours and would pay me shortly. When I got home, I received a text from Karen saying. "Hi Meowsasaurus, thank you so much for covering for us these past few weeks. Ken and I are feeling refreshed and the show was HILARIOUS. Since we were in Hawaii, you were paid for an entire week while you weren't working. We don't think this is quite fair as it is a large sum of money, so we'd like to apply some of those hours to your babysitting today and yesterday. We will pay you for 8 hours instead."

I was furious. I screenshotted the part of my contract that plainly stated I would be paid for any hours that their family was on vacation, and I reminded her that it was in violation of contract. She reluctantly agreed, and I texted that it would be a total of 16 hours. Karen instantly replied and WENT OFF, texting "On Sunday, we asked you to come in at 8:30, not 8. We are already being generous and paying you for the holiday we took. We expect you to track your hours better next time. This is unacceptable. You need to be as accurate as possible with the hours that we are paying you. We will pay you for 15.5 hours." Readers, this was a difference of $12.50. I was going to SS the part of my contract that said any rescheduling needed a 24 hour notice, but instead I went nuclear.

Bob has been tagging along with Steve and me to music class and soccer twice a week outside of Karen's regular contracted hours since January. Karen has never offered to pay for those hours, but Henry was fine with paying his full rate for those hours because Steve was having trouble making friends at school and had become close to Bob. I chose not to say anything about the slight bump in pay because I loved watching them play together. MALICIOUS COMPLIANCE TIME. As Karen stated, I needed to be as accurate as possible. I calculated all the hours that Bob has joined us since January (6 hr/week x18 weeks) and the total amount they owed was almost $2000. In the group chat with Karen, Ken, and Henry, I said, "Karen stated that it was of utmost importance that I tracked the hours as accurately as possible, so I took it upon myself to double check everything including the share hours. Thank goodness I did! I didn't realize we had forgotten to track all the hours that Bob joined us for soccer and music. Henry, I'm so sorry, Karen actually owes you quite a bit of money. If my calculations are correct, they owe $X to you and to me"

Henry replied, "Karen and Ken, I am so disappointed to hear that Meowsasaurus hasn't been compensated properly this entire time. I don't need my hours to be refunded for those hours bc I wanted Steve to continue his playdates but you need to pay Meowsasaurus's portion immediately"

I got a huge chunk of money I wasn't expecting, and I am now on the hunt for my next nanny family. I'll be putting my 2 weeks notice with Karen and Ken as soon as I do.

Edit: replaced acronyms with fake names

Edit 2: I’m overwhelmed by all the support by you all THANK YOU!! I was afraid I was overstepping but I’m glad I did it. Off to work now, Steve and I are going hiking today to look for different kinds of birds!

Edit 3: Steve’s grandparents spontaneously decided to take him out for the morning so I have some free time. I told Henry about the post and he’s here now. He says hi!

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/BlueSkies5Eva on 2024-05-28 07:20:46+00:00.


So my father and I have had a stilted relationship for a long while, but in recent years he has been trying to extend an olive branch and I've been trying to accept. This is confounded by the fact that, presented with any difficulty, he reverts to the bullheadedness that was a large part of breaking our relationship in the past.

Normally we take a small vacation once a year or two, just as father and son, to some mutual interest place. Typically I do my level best to be driving for at least one leg of the trip, as otherwise I would have to sit through two legs driving barely at the speed limit.

Now, a quick aside that's very relevant. My father has always been very proud of being technology adverse and slow to adopt new technology, to the point where he exulted over having a smartphone with GPS...in 2020. He preferred and prefers a more hands-on way of doing things, such as consulting a physical map to see which roadways are needed to be taken in order to get to a destination. That was fine growing up, but in the modern era that thinking is just time-wasting, in my opinion and experience. Yes, if you're in an area with no coverage you're shit out of luck, but offline maps exists for a reason.

I digress.

On our most recent trip, my father was lamenting to me about how the youth of today can't function without our devices in our hands, and how he misses being able to take a trip out into the wild (wild roads that is, no one in our family has ever been a fan of camping), with merely his sense of direction and general sense of roads being his guide. He bemoaned how I barely even pay attention to street signs, relying almost entirely upon Maps telling me when to turn, and that we're all living far too fancily, or something.

Now normally, I just tune out his extended rants on the decline of society and the sloth of the youth of today, but this trip I was feeling rather malicious, as he had previously brought up some of his annoying acts that had initially soured our relationship.

So as I made it downtown near where I work and where I know 100% of the streets, I leaned over and switched off the GPS, and calmly drove over the river into the next county.

Cue an absolutely mental breakdown from father dearest, who demanded to know why I had done that, and a generally sad wailing on how we were now utterly lost and how would we make it back to society (I am slightly exaggerating here since this was a couple years ago and I don't exactly remember what he said).

I turned to him, with the widest grin I could muster, and asked in the sweetest, butter-wouldn't-melt-in-my-mouth voice, "I thought you didn't like using the GPS?"

Quite unfortunately, he didn't get the hint (or was panicking too hard to) and just stridently demanded that I turn the GPS back on. Unfortunately, deprived of Maps as I was, I had to guess where a U-turn would be, and after a couple false starts I found a nice place to flip back...five miles from the river. As stated before, downtown is my wheelhouse, so once we made it back I just calmly dropped him off at his hotel, no harm done!

I don't really have a satisfying ending, but hopefully I don't get any more rants on the uselessness of GPS!

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/ckeilah on 2024-05-28 01:10:31+00:00.


I was a piano technician for a while, and my boss lived in another town. He gave me shit a couple of times for being <5 minutes late after a two-hour drive; yelling at me that, “If you can’t be on time, then don’t on my clock!” as some kind of a threat to my job.

So, I was scheduled to meet him at a client’s house to move and tune a piano; I waited until exactly the time we were scheduled to meet, and then left— I had a booty call around the corner anyway, and THAT’S was GREAT! 😁

Apparently he showed up a few minutes late and was PISSED that I wasn’t there. I told him later that I had been there, waited until the appointed time, and figured that the appointment had been called off since “no one showed up by the scheduled start time, so I left”. 😝

I found another profession, and I don’t think the old fart leaned a damn thing. ¯_(ツ)_/¯

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/AppropriateRip9996 on 2024-05-27 22:22:09+00:00.


We were going camping 40 years ago. We had a pop up trailer with a built in mini fridge with a sink and cook top. My dad said, "put these beers in the fridge."

I took the beers. I don't remember exactly, but I think it was a 12 pack of long neck glass bottles. I opened the fridge and put the beers in. They didn't all fit. I put them all upright. I guaranteed that the door could close and that none would fall out when you opened the fridge. There were some in the door where condiments go. It was pretty full. I reported back.

They were angry when they heard that they didn't all fit. They commanded that I go back and put ALL the beers in the fridge and not to come back until that was done.

Could the beers be on their side with the fridge door still closing and I could stack them up? No. Could I put beers that are upside down with the beers that are right side up? It wasn't stable. I worked at it for a while since I didn't have a time limit. I like geometry. I'm good at math. I like puzzles. Still, it could not be done. I was satisfied that volume of the beer challenged the volume of the fridge and that there were possible alternative unstable stacking methods that could get some more bottles in there, but woe to anyone who opened the fridge because the cascade of beers would be impressive. Feeling confident I reported back that the request could not be done.

They were enraged. It strikes my adult self that I should have just reported victory and hid the other beers somewhere else in the camper until there was room in the fridge. Maybe I should have drank the ones that didn't fit... I was young though. Didn't think of that. They were so mad. I had to go back and fit them ALL in the fridge.

Okay then. I went for an unstable arrangement of beers and worked at it for sometime until I could just slam the door closed in time to form a seal.

Eventually they opened the boobytrapped door. The camper was not level. As the door opened the beers all rolled out of the fridge in a rush for the open door of the camper like salmon jumping free when the dam is released, but they crashed in pools of broken glass and beer on rocks. My dad caught a few like an Alaskan bear on the river. He got like two in each mitt.

I expected to be yelled at again, but no. Strangely the worst of it was reporting the news that they didn't fit and not the aftermath of the great beer migration.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Mr-Bones-6150 on 2024-05-26 21:20:04+00:00.


I worked for a popular fast food company, I won't say the name, but it can be recognized by the sound of a single "Bong!" In its jingle. Anyway we are required to wear company brand shirts and must display the company logo on our bodies somewhere. Enter morning shift boss, I almost never see anybody from morning shift as I either evening or closing, but due to lays offs we needed a closing manger. He is incredibly nitpicky and hypocritical, and only invokes the rules when it's convenient for him. Any way my attire that never got any write ups or talks was a company shirt, company hat, an apron, and jeans. MS boss walks up to me and talks ro me about the dress code and my "violations". Apparently the rim of the shirt was too low, my apron wasn't allowed to have pockets, but the thing that really set him off was my jeans, he said I can't have them cuffed, and I either have to cut them to size or get new jeans that fit. I tried to explain to him that I have very wide hips and jeans of my waist size are usually meant for big and TALL people and I couldn't find any jeans anywhere that had my leg length, he said "just cut them then". Later that week he made everyone sign a pamphlet that basically says "I understand the dress code and will follow it or face repercussions", fortunately this pamphlet had the company dress code written in the text. Everyone else just signed their name and moved on, but I took the pamphlet into the back office and took the time to read the WHOLE thing. My boss came in and wondered why I wasn't working, I told him "my father told me to never sign things without reading the terms first" "Just sign it" he replied "I will, I just want to know what im signing my soul over for first is all". I'm guessing he thought what I said was funny as he chuckled and walked away. But then I saw it, my saving grace, "Only dark blue denim, black jeans or black pants, solid in color, are approved to wear as your [Company] uniform. Pants and jeans should not touch the ground, have holes, fading, embellishments, or light washes" that's everything the dress code said about jeans it said nothing that i wasn't allowed to cuff them. AND it did say I HAVE to wear a company apron too (which dont have pockets), but is never said anything I can't wear more than one apron. I proudly signed the pamphlet saying i fully understand the dress code, and i saw that my boss was the first person to sign it too. The next day I came to work with my jeans cuffed, my company apron on, but I wore it backwards and my usual apron on regularly, and I did tuck in my shirt as, that was dress code. A few coworkers wondered why I had two aprons and still cuffed my jeans, I just told them "Everything I'm wearing is to the letter, up to dress code". When my boss finally called me into the office and said I would receive a write up for insubordination and dresscode violation, I told him "Nuh-uh [cheeky finger wag], everything I am wearing is up to code, I thought you knew that, you signed it too I assume you took the time to read the terms of the dress code too?"

He got the pamphlet out and started reading the terms and I could see him looking at my jeans, and back at the pamphlet, then back at me, then my apron, then the paper again. "Is there anything that violates the dress code?" "...no" he replied

"Well then a write up would be unnecessary then for me, but I would like to point out that the dress code specifically prohibits holes in attire. And I think I see a hole right there on your shirt. And also it says pants can not touch the floor and you pants is down by your heels sir, I can see some dirt and a stray piece of lettuce on the rim of your pant leg". He looked and saw, then he shimmied his pants higher, up to his belly button

"You know, if they're too long, you can just cuff them" and then I promptly left Felt pretty proud of myself for that, my boss never came to me about dress code after that

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/BrotherGato on 2024-05-24 10:09:14+00:00.


When I was at the army, I was drill seargent and trained some new recruits. I was fair and not like one of these douchebags. I did everything I ordered them to do with them together, to show them how to lead. I liked it that way and my squad also liked, that I get dirty with them. So my standing in the company was quiet good and I was appreciated.

After a couple of months, I had to switch company and a pretty young and fresh 2nd lieutenant was my new leader. He was kinda same age as me, but was full of discipline and wanted to spread his knowledge.

What you need to know, we all salute each other, but the other formalities where just needed and required, when there were some official things to do.

But not for this guy. He ordered me to be "like a real soldier, and salute every time I enter the room where he is and speak with him, how I it should be and be more respectful."

Cue malicious compliance. Every. F## time I entered the room where he was, I put on all the military manners I got (and I have a lot of them) saluted him and spoke only highly official with him. Only shorts reports, yes sir, no sir, as you wish sir. And I continued this for days and weeks. Every other officer looked at him like "dude, are you serious, that you want it like that?". And he became more and more embarrassed. He even told me, "please, don't say "yes sir" no more, because we both know this means "go f## yourself"." I just responded with "yes sir, anything else sir?" And we both knew, that I would continue this behavior.

At the end, when I left there, all but him thanked me for what I did and we all had a big laugh about this. But I think, he did not appreciate his order, and will think twice in the future. For me, it was just him and I liked to show, that I got respect and maners. It was a very funny time !

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/BillieJoeLondon on 2024-05-24 07:04:44+00:00.


A UK resident, who used to be an elected member of the European Parliament, was recently told she needed planning permission to fly the EU flag from her property. she was given a long list of what rules mean a flag can/cannot be flown freely. (Oi, you got a licence for that flag?)

One of the rules were of the UK was a member of that union or body, permission is not needed.

She has now informed her local council enforcing the flag rules that she is flying the Council of Europe flag, of which UK is a member and therefore no permission is needed.

That flag? Identical to the EU flag.

BBC News - Former MEP will continue flying European flag after feedback

Edit: correction

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/anonymous_redditor_0 on 2024-05-24 05:26:47+00:00.


I am NOT the Original Poster. That is u/Careless-Hornet-4343. She posted in r/AmItheAsshole

Mood Spoiler: positive ending for OOP

Original Post: April 13, 2024

So I had a baby some weeks ago with my partner to whom I'm not married.

We've been together a while, and I've given many compromises in this relationship. While discussing baby's name, we had a few disagreements on names but ultimately decided on a name we both liked well enough. The surname was a sticking point: he wanted the baby to have his name alone. I offered to hyphenate b/c logistically it's easier for the baby to have both of our names. He's been drinking the red pill cool aid lately - a large bone of contention in this relationship - and went off about how it's 'tradition' and 'the right thing to to' and 'his right as a man' to have the baby have his surname. He told me I'd be emasculating him and may as well be a single parent if I won't grant him this one little ask. 'My word is final - baby's having one surname'. This was late in my pregnancy and I didn't have it in to fight, so I told him that I understood what he was saying.

FF to 3 weeks ago when baby's birth certificate came. He blew a gasket when he saw that I'd given the baby my surname. He rehashed the conversation above, saying I agreed to giving baby his surname. This is where I might be TA. I did nothing of the sort. I told him I understood him, which I did - but I never said I agreed with him. I told him there was no way I was doing all the work of making a baby for him to stick his name on it. When we bought up tradition, I told him it's also traditional for him to marry me before having a baby but he was happy to ignore that, I told him it was traditional for him to be the provider but I do that too - and I pointed out other holes in his logic. I told him trying to bully me into submission with his red pill bs when I was exhausted from pregnancy didn't work. He should have known better than to expect me to not share a surname with my child. He said the baby should only have one surname - they do. So why's he mad?

He went crying to his brothers and mother - all 'traditionalists' and misogynists - and now they're all up in arms.

AITA?

ETA

There seems to be some confusion - we are not married or engaged. I don't believe in it, and he's never seen the point of 'bring the state into your relationship', so we agreed to never marry.

He's on the birth certificate as the father - baby just has my last name but father is listed.

Thanks for your feedback. I'll be asking him to come for a talk so I can plainly address the issues you guys have helped me see. Thank you for that.

Relevant Comments:

Commenter: NTA. You told the truth and nothing more. If I read your post correctly, you agreed the baby would have one surname. You didn't agree to which one.

So, why are you still with this guy? He doesn't respect you. He doesn't provide for you and the baby? Please don't say because you need him or love him. (editor's note- this was a longer comment but I included the parts OOP responded to)

OOP: I am reconsidering the relationship.

The truth is he wasn't always like this. He fell on hard times and unfortunately chose to cope with that in an unhealthy way. At his core, I believe he is of good but I need to have a frank conversation about the ideologies he's leaning into and the harm it's causing in our relationship.

(to another commenter asking why she is with him): I hate that I sound like every enabler - and perhaps I need to do some introspection to see if that's what I've become - but he wasn't always like this. Life's been hard for him lately and his coping strategies have led us here. I need to have a frank chat with him about how it's affecting us.

Commenter: Was he not there when you were filling out the forms? Cause that's pretty telling too 👀

NTA. What to name the baby is definitely a valid conversation to have, but he wasn't having a conversation with you. He was trying to bulldoze you without compromise.

OOP: I registered the baby on my own. He was there for the birth and everything but his paternity leave was pretty short so the admin of registering fell on me.

Commenter: NTA and PLEASE do not relent and change the baby’s name!! I just had a baby in August and shit’s tiring. Congrats on your new addition and my condolences you have to spend 18 years dealing with this family though.

OOP: I am beyond in love with my tiny human. I hope you're doing well too with yours!

Should this spell the end, I'm lucky to have my village and the means to minimise the suckiness of breaks ups.

There's no world in which any child I birth will not share a surname with me. My compromise of a double barrelled surname stands - no other offer is on the table.

Commenter: INFO: why are you still in contact with all those people that do nothing for you? Seem you would lose a lot of strees, anxiety and financial hardships just cutting this person loose.

OOP: which people, sorry? baby's dad and his family?

he stormed out on thursday night - friday morning his mother sent me a voice note berating me ha. i've since received messages from his family criticising me for my decision, but no word from my partner. i have not responded to any of them, so it's one way comms atm.

OOP's life:

I'm very fortunate to be in a position where I don't need anything from him. I'm financially secure, I have a good job and a good support system. I don't need his financial backing to raise this child.

I've texted him asking him to come home so we can talk. I'm thinking of having a mediator/neutral party there to avoid things getting out of hand.

OOP is voted NTA

Update Post: May 17, 2024 (1 month later)

so it turns out he’s got deep-seated resentment for me lol. 

he resents me for:

  • earning more money than him
  • being further in my career than he is
  • not losing my job during covid like he did
  • having parents who love and support me
  • not being a submissive woman (lol)
  • having a present and loving father
  • not combining our finances (under his control) thus making him feel small

on the brighter side, i’m 12 weeks post partum and already 75kg lighter! 

so when i last came here, i said i’d asked him to come home and discuss our future with baby, preferably in the presence of a neutral party. he left me on read for a few days though i could see he was spying on us through the ring door bell and baby’s monitor. i disconnected them both and he finally responded 🫠

he came home, still irate. his stance still hadn’t changed, he seemed to have been bolstered by the days he spent with him family. he rejected my request for us to do this in the presence of a couple’s therapist - the best neutral compromise i could offer. i asked him how he proposed we move forward, then and he went on a rant where the above came out. it was a full mask off moment - if there was any part of me that wanted you guys to be wrong about him, it died that day. 

he again rejected the offer to hyphenate baby’s surname. apparently i’m ‘disrespectful’ and ‘insolent’ - funny enough his mother’s fave words to scold people she disagrees with - for refusing to ‘do what’s right’ and give baby their ‘rightful’ surname. i told him i won’t go through the administrative nightmare of having a different surname to my child, and lots of data shows a double barrelled surname is social currency that has positive connotations. nope - he wouldn’t budge. i told him neither would i - baby either has both our surnames or mine alone.  

he asked if this was a hill i wanted this relationship to die on, if i was prepared to throw half a decade down the drain over my ‘silly little feminism’. i told him i wasn’t sure there was anything left to fight for. we broke up. thankfully, our - in his name - lease expires end of may. i called my dad and he came to help me back up baby. ex went back to his mum’s while we packed.

i messaged him to suggest we still need couple’s counselling: we need to learn to be co-parents and they can help us establish a healthy way of doing that. he again said no to that so

my mum wanted to take me and baby on a baby moon holiday after this stressful period but he would grant permission for me to take baby abroad :)))))))))))) it was at that moment i wished i didn’t have him on the birth certificate like some of yall accused me of. 

it’s going to be a long road ahead. i’ve instructed a lawyer to help us set up a formal agreement to avoid this in the future. he’s not responding to correspondance from the lawyer so that’s fun. he’s sulking - used to do this a lot when things didn’t go his way. i hope he’ll soon realise i no longer have time for his bs and i won’t be toyed with because i called his bluff and ended the relationship

to end on a bright note, he house i wanted us to buy a couple of years ago  - which he talked me out of until he was back on his feet again despite us being able to afford it on my salary alone - is ...


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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/ThreeFifthsOfABrain on 2024-05-23 23:26:57+00:00.


Kind of a small one, but lately my Dad and older brother have been trying to push the job of making the shopping list onto me. Of course, because I don't know how much they need since I'm the least food-interested person in the house, I need someone's help with making the list. As dad had gone to bed, my brother helped me.

Well, he... "helped" me.

He would sit there and tell me which item I needed to check, one at a time, and give me a vague or stupid answer as to how much we needed of something - for example, we needed "35" tubs of mint ice cream, or the amount of beer we needed was "a fridge" - and I was getting annoyed. Especially because he was trying to watch a movie at the time, and kept pausing and unpausing it between items, so I had to deal with him always telling me to shut up and wait for the end of the scene or a good time to pause, which took several minutes per item. For a full shopping list for three people and a cat.

Did I mention it was like 11:45 pm when we started doing this, and this is after he had dragged his feet on helping for three days?

Eventually, I got sick of it and started writing exactly what he said when it came to his foodstuffs. So we needed "an amount" of veggie burgers, "just guess" of tuna, "shut up this is a good bit" of dark cooking chocolate and "look at the silly moggy" of butternut squash. And so on.

By the time we were done, it was past 2:00 am, and I was knackered, stressed, and satisfied with my work. I took the list upstairs to my dad, left it on his bedside table with a sticky note that said "if anything looks wrong, just don't get it."

In the morning, Dad went to do the shopping. He came back with everything I eat and he eats, but my brother was missing about 85% of his food items. When my brother asked WTF happened, my dad said that he "couldn't tell" whether we needed to get some things because the amounts of those things seemed "unusual" or "costly", and felt that it was safer if he didn't buy those things. It turns out Dad had been kept awake by my brother's movie for two and a half hours last night and was as sick to the back teeth with it as I was.

My brother had to walk up to the local shop and buy as many of his things as he could from there (they didn't have everything) out of his own money. He even had to make two trips because he couldn't carry everything the first time. It's a mile walk there, meaning he had to walk four miles in total to buy his food out of his pocket, Dad wouldn't drive him because he had a long run to do, and I sure as hell wasn't going to help. I was too busy eating my Pringles. That I forgot to put on the list.

I'm still going to have to help make the list in future, but when I do, something tells me my 27-year-old brother will help properly next time.

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Remembered this from my childhood.

I was in daycare and Christmas was coming up. Our daycare educator (Mrs. May) asked us to cut out a huge stack of A4 Christmas trees with our scissors. Mrs. May forbid each table from going out to play until we had cut out all the christmas trees. She gave each table a sizeable stack of Christmas tree cutouts.

Now, this was unpaid overtime plus child labor. I came up with a simple idea. I got 5 papers, stacked them on top of each other, and cut them at once. All of my classmates at the table did this too.

Mrs. May went around the classroom and when she came back to our table to check up on us, we had already cut out all the Christmas trees. The gobsmacked look on Mrs. May face was priceless. We explained what we did and Mrs. May said that this was not what she expected of us.

True to her word though, she let us go out.

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The comments in the machine shop post reminded me of something that happened a very long time ago with a "college educated engineer".

When I was in the Boy Scouts, I was the troop quartermaster for a while. We needed a place to store and organize our camping gear, tents, dutch ovens, etc.

One of the guy's dads was said engineer and volunteered to supervise building some shelving for the small closet we had to store the gear in.

He produced very professional blueprints, (yes for simple shelves). I was only 13 or 14 at the time but my dad was a self-employed carpenter and took me along on jobs when not in school as his helper. So, I knew how to read blueprints and a bit about building shelves from wood.

I took one look at the plans and saw a very big problem and tried to point out his mistake. Which was my mistake. To say he was highly put out by being corrected by a kid was an understatement. Lots of words like I know what I'm doing, it will work don't worry, etc. The usual engineer self-righteous babble.

So, me being me, I shut up and backed off. His plan to get the shelf into the small closest? Build it in 2 halves and put each half in and then attach them together. BUT, he had no support under the split, down the middle, of each shelf.

We got it built, installed and he was quite proud of himself, "see it's fine". OK says me, lets get all the gear stowed.

First tent, (canvas about 10 pounds), went up on the top shelf, in the middle, right at the split. And it went right through that shelf and all the other shelves all the way to the floor! An entire Saturday wasted.

He stood there dumbfounded and speechless, I looked at him and said, "it needs supports under the shelves that aren't cut in the middle".

Next week I came to the troop meeting and looked in the closet, supports installed, gear arranged. He never spoke of it again.

(Edit to correct grammar)

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I grew up in an okay town that has since become a bit…snobbier. I was driving down my old street last year and i saw my old neighbor, Andrea, sitting on her front porch, so i stopped in to say hi.

Turning into the driveway, i noticed a regulation sized soccer goal in her next door neighbor’s small front yard….which is VERY out of sync with the rest of the neighborhood. It made me laugh a little. After a quick catch up, i learned a couple of things: she’s the last of my old neighbors who still lives on the street and the neighborhood has become very “keeping up with the jones’ “ with the exception of her next door neighbor. I asked about the soccer goal, and here is the story:

The neighbor has a young daughter who loves soccer. She would spend hours in the front yard kicking goals into a small goal anchored in the front yard with tent spikes. Apparently, another neighbor (they don’t know who, but they suspect the people directly across the street) complained to the township because of the “semi-permanent structure” in the front yard. The neighbor got upset….obviously, it was basically a toy in the front yard! Cops came to their house, they got a warning. Then they thought it would be ok as long as they took it down when they weren’t home, but nope. Cops were called again and they were fined WHILE the daughter was using it! The fine said something about having a semi-permanent (because of the tent stakes) structure.

Cue malicious compliance: they weren’t allowed to have a semi-permanent structure, but they COULD have a permanent structure! So, they went, got a permit from the township, dug the holes, filled it with concrete, and built a regulation sized goal and hung the permit on one of the poles! Now the mystery neighbor has to look at that goal every day

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It's funny because he doesn't do this in the winter for the heat even though the building uses an oil heater which is enormously more expensive than a few air conditioners. It's a fucking money grab.

My apartment is the hottest in the entire building. Even with an air conditioner going, it still gets to 90F (32c) during summer peak and in the winter I have the heat off.

I have four windows in my studio. One is blocked by one of my desks, but the other three are open. So I am going to put three ACs in. You want your $50? Fucking take it, but I will make sure I have the coldest room in the building the entire summer.

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Let me just start off by saying that I fuckkkkking hated my last job. I was serving tables at a restaurant (not corporate, I would never work for a chain). They worked us like dogs, and I made next to nothing. The amount of unpaid sidework we had to do was astronomical. The criticism from management was nonstop. The manager very obviously never liked me, and constantly made me feel like I was terrible at my job. No, they just sucked ass. I’ve been out of training for 2 days at my new job, and I’m already being moved up to bartending.

Towards the end of a lunch shift on my second month at that job, yes I was still new, the manager approached me and said that we needed to talk and took me outside. I was having a good shift, so I figured it can’t be anything bad, and went happily. The first thing out of his mouth was “so, today can be your last day.” First of all, I find that to be a really disrespectful way of talking to employees, especially a new one. I was obviously confused and said “what? Why?” And his reasoning? “Because you can’t think that certain tasks aren’t your job” and “I didn’t see you buss anyone else’s tables today.” … obviously someone told him that I didn’t think we should have to wash all the silverware (hire a dishwasher), buss all the tables (hire a lunch busser), or wash the bars glassware (are we not tipping out the bartenders already? Are the bartenders not using silverware that we then have to wash, polish, and roll? They can wash and polish their own glassware). But that doesn’t mean I didn’t do it. In fact I was usually the first one back there getting the silverware started. I was like “??? I counted 4 tables today that weren’t mine that I bussed.” Then he said that “maybe” he didn’t see me doing it, and will “just give me the benefit of the doubt.” Like dude… fuck off. I shouldn’t have to wait for you to be looking at me to do my job. And this is beside the fact that there was other servers working there who didn’t do anything, still couldn’t enter orders without my help, yet I was the one being threatened over petty things? Take that shit somewhere else.

I literally immediately started looking for another job. In the parking lot lol. A few weeks pass, and I happened to stumble upon a job posting for a restaurant that I’ve been trying to get a job at since last year. I interviewed the Wednesday before Mother’s Day, and was hired the same day. Originally, I had planned to stick it out and work my shifts through Mother’s Day. But then I got to thinking… my last check for 2 weeks of work was barely $600…that’s only $300 a week… I actually hate the manager… on second thought, I don’t think I’m gonna do that for them.

So I came in on Friday, and told the manager “so, today’s actually gonna be my last day.” LOL, god that felt good to say. When I was ready to leave, I rolled some silverware only to help the other servers that were working, did my checkout, and brought it to the manager. They said “I don’t remember making cuts” to which I replied “I’m cutting myself”, to which they replied that I’m “burning bridges”. lol well guess what pookie, today seems like a good day to burn a bridge or 2. Toodles!

And I’ve been LOVING my new job. Everyone is so nice, I fit in really well there. We do such little sidework that it almost feels wrong. They actually have support staff, so no more bussing tables or washing silverware. And added bonus, they’re only open for dinner, so I will never have to work before 4 pm! My last manager can kiss my ass lol, I’m beyond happy that I left.

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Ok this is sort of a “back in the day” MC.

I was swing expeditor/scheduler/shop assistant. I didn’t run the machines I just helped get done what needed to be done on our shift.

Had an old school machinist come in at start of shift and explain the blue print was wrong and if he followed the attached manufacturing procedure it was gonna result in a bad part. He showed me the issue and I agreed right away. Said I’d catch the engineer before shift the next day.

Call engineer, he says “its right just do it”

Call him again next day, same result.

Move it up a level and he storms into Our office pissed off on third day. I try and show him the drawing and procedure but he insists it’s correct. He tells me I have no idea what we are doing in our shop, just follow the procedure as it’s written.

I had logged all of the calls etc and asked if he would put that in writing and he does.

Cue MC. I go to same machinist , tell him the issue. It’s a 16 hour job. He sits and reads for two days and then hands paperwork, no part, into Quality Control (they check measurements and confirm it was manufactured correctly ) they ask what’s going on where is the part?

I come by and explain that according to both the drawing and procedure the machinist was to machine a 12 inch part down to just over 13 inches shorter than it started at. Thus the produced product, nothing. Usual ask about why did we do this, I showed them the records I had.

So they wrote it up as a procedure issue.

2 days later same engineer storms in, but brought his boss (the one I initially went to when I got no response )and starts accusing me of sabotaging his part.

I calmly show both of them everything, explain that we knew it was an issue and tried to fix it but we were over ridden .

Boss looks at engineer and says “why aren’t you listening to people that are trying to help?”

And the engineer replies “they didn’t go to college to become an engineer! They don’t know what they are talking about” and walks out.

I look at Boss and he says “we will get you a revised procedure and drawing , I assume you still actually have the original stock to make it from?” I laughed and told him I wasn’t stupid of course I do.

Engineer was no longer with the firm a couple weeks later.

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Resubmission because the last one accidentally got deleted somehow.

True story regarding the beautiful emerald Isle and petty revenge on an overbearing newly promoted boss. Apologies if it's a long read.

This beautiful country of ours has a fairly low population density generally for reasons dating back to the infamous famine. (Watch Black 47 for reference). It also however has layer upon layer of civil servants and bureaucracy. We have a beautiful system of government where we have 2 houses and a representative for every 30000 people as a fact of law. Underneath that we have a local government system with Local Authorities in each county and city, each with their own elected councillors and administration. Planning, fire safety roads, refuse collection and some 1other things are administrated by these local councils which leads to the public service being the largest employers in the country. All in an island with a Southern Republic that has with an area of 26,000 square miles with at the time about 31 or 32 local authorities and a population of 5.5 million plus or minus. It's totally over the top but that's a discussion for another day.

Anyhow, while working for one such local authority as a Senior Executive Engineer (SEE) a Fire officer, my good friend, (an extremely intelligent civil engineer) had the misfortune of being gifted with a new boss, a spanking clean, brand new in box, County Engineer in his first role in that position. Full of the proverbial P**s and Vinegar.

Now this particular county was landlocked by other counties and is a particularly odd shape with a brand new motorway going through it. There are many parts of the county that the only way to get to by road is through other counties.This is important.

Most staff used their own cars and once a month you filled out your mileage sheets, sent it to your direct line manager for sign-off who sent it up the chain and claimed it back at a rate of so much per mile. It was often a nice addition to the paycheck and more than covered the cost of maintaining and running the vehicle. If you crossed your LA'S boundary you had to fill out another sheet explaining why and get it signed off by your line manager.

Under their previous boss, they had devised a system where no-one had to bother with the mileage sheets necessarily on a monthly basis and could let it slide for a few months and then submit them all together and get a nice bonus in one lump, nice if you had a special occasion or a holiday coming up. An easy savings plan if you will. No-one bothered with the second sheet because you crossed the boundary so many times a week that they became irrelevant.

Cue new boss's arrival who insisted on doing everything by the book. Didnt like the way that things worked previously and was going to sort it all out, straighten out everything and kick everyone into line.

He called everyone into a meeting, explained what he was doing in his best authorative manner and insisted on monthly submittal of all expenses and mileage sheets and everything listed down to the finest detail including reasons for your trips etc. And they HAD to be explained fully and in detail otherwise the mileage sheets would be sent back unsigned.

My friend and the rest of the staff went away from the meeting wondering how they were going to deal with this new way of working. After a few days stewing my friend came up with a solution to the issue and then called his workmates, they had a little discussion amongst themselves about how to deal with things and came up with a plan for petty revenge.

Everyone under the direction of the new boss found that the extreme ends of the county is where they were needed to work that month, the staff then slightly redesigned all of their trips so that they crossed county boundaries multiple times a day, six days a week.

At the end of month 1, this plan culminated with the submission of thousands of permission confirmation sheets to cross the county boundary to be signed by the new CE after his first month. It took him over 4 weeks to get through that batch and on week 4 after receiving the second month's batch, all the senior staff were called into a meeting, the agenda of which was kept very hush hush.

The only thing that ever came out of that meeting was a quiet word from the senior staff that everything was going back to the way it used to work.

A perfect teaching moment and petty revenge combined.

TLDR: New broom Boss makes changes to the paperwork systems in place, staff get revenge for losing out on an unofficial simple savings plan by complying with absolutely every requirement and he ends up under a paper mountain his first month. Everything goes back to the way it was after 5 weeks.

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So, my wife is having some issues at her work with multiple people of different levels of management telling her different things to do depending on who's the manager on duty at the moment. I said she should do what the acting manager told her to do and when another manager came on duty complaining about what she was doing to relay what the previous manager had told her and to let them work it out. I also said that she should document everything so that she could relate it to HR if it became necessary to do so. I then explained to her about 'malicious compliance' and what it meant.

This started me thinking about an incident at my old job at a manufacturing plant about 12 years ago. The building had two areas: A production/packaging area, and an attached shipping/receiving warehouse. The production area was air-conditioned/heated. The warehouse was heated, but only had roof exhaust fans and no AC, so it got pretty hot in the summer, but was bearable (we just moved slower). On end of Friday we closed all the dock doors and shut off the exhaust fans and close the overhead door that separated the warehouse from the production areas (during the week the overhead was open but had those plastic flap strips you could drive a forklift through to keep the cool air in production). One Friday the newish manager, who spent little actual time in that building, told us that we should keep the fans on and the separation overhead door open during the weekend to keep the temperature cooler in the warehouse. Why he cared I really can't fathom. We tried to explain to him that with the dock doors closed the roof fans would simply suck all of the cold air out of the production area, but he blew us off with the standard, "You will do as I instruct you to do". So... cue MC. Monday comes that morning in July and it was hot as hell in the production area. The warehouse was the same temperature as always, and the coils on the production AC units had frozen and we had to have people to come out and service them.

All the manager had to say was, "Keep that separation overhead door closed at all times!"

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I worked at a call center of nurses to give advice on whether the caller needed to go to the ER, GP, manage symptoms at home etcetera. As it's health advice it's crucial to document everything, because if someone was for example instructed to stay at home while exhibiting clear stroke symptoms, we'd be responsible.

Well, a new manager was hired above our own "floor" manager to increase productivity as the number of calls increased rapidly (beginning of covid). She felt it was necessary to reduce the time we spent on finishing on documenting after the call had ended. In addition to medical records, we had to fill out a short questionnaire about each call to monitor the reasons people call us (internal purposes, not really my expertise). So, it obviously took a while. Average time I think was around 3 minutes after each call.

The new manager informed us that 90 seconds was going to be enough and she had asked the IT department to make the program push us a new call after those 90 seconds whether we were ready or not. The call would ring (loudly, first on headphones and after 10 seconds on the computer's sound system), new patient information screen popped up, everything unfinished was pushed to the back and we had to either decline the call (only allowed in emergencies) or let it ring and try and work over the ringing which could not be muted.

It was horrible, the noise was unbearable and just in a few hours we workers complained so much that the new manager just told us to take the new call and finish up the old one while talking to the new patient.

Cue malicious compliance.

Patient information law (similar to HIPAA in the US) violations here we come, having two patients' info up at the same time, trying to figure out why the latter called and wrapping up the previous one. How many documentations were written on the wrong patient's records?

We tried. It was even worse than before. It took us about an hour to realize it would never work and so we took the new call, asked them to wait for a second, muted the call and finished up the previous one. The customers were not happy, but us workers gladly directed them to avenues to give feedback through.

The company got so many bad reviews and online complaints in the first six hours that they had to regroup and stay late on that Monday evening to undo everything. We went back to normal on Tuesday, 2 hours later than we should have opened, due to reprogramming. The new manager was with us less than three months, don't miss her a bit.

I had the most chaotic, head ache inducing 8,5 hours of my life that day, still have nightmares of that ringtone.

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I not sure if this story belong her or in AITA.

Lets start with a bit of background. I work for a very big company but due to my speciality my work is split across the main company and one of the smaller companies. The MD of the main company allows my days to be split in half. The big company is very laid back when it comes to my work. As long as my work is done by the deadline date, they pretty much don’t care what I do during the work week.

In the smaller company I report to the C-suite but the CEO. Lets call the CEO, RA ‘cos the sun doesn’t rise until he gets out of bed. RA is most interested in what I do during the day. If I didn’t know better I’d say that RA thinks that I don’t work but sit around playing computer games all day.

RA send anything 20 – 30 emails to me per day and more than half will be the same question just phrased differently. Each email response is usually anything from 2 – 5 typed pages. I have even had emails sent to me at 11 Pm and at 8:30 the following morning an email asking why I haven’t responded to the previous email. If I am asked the same question multiple times I ignore the majority of the emails and only answer the question once.

When I am working I need to concentrate and most days I close my email client so that I’m not disturbed. Last Monday, I’m working quite happily and I get a WhatsApp from asking me to please read an email and respond post haste (to quote RA). I stop what I am doing as I get the sinking feeling that something bad is about to happen. As per usual there are 30 emails from RA.

The first email starts off by stating “You must always answer emails as quickly as possible as it is unprofessional and shows disrespect to the writer of the email.”

Cue Malicious Compliance

I stop what I am doing and start to respond to each email individually making sure that my answers to the same questions are different. I further indicate that I only work for him half day and will stop my work at exactly the middle of the work day. I spend the next day and a half responding to emails and not doing my work, even though there is a deadline looming for RA and his little company. These days when I walk into the office in the morning RA seems to have spent the entire night responding to the emails and in the process dragging other members of staff into the email trail and the email is getting so complex that I don’t know what’s going on.

Yesterday, I was expected to have finished RA’s work and when asked to present the outcome, I simply said that I had not finished. When asked why, my response was that I was so busy responding to emails I wasn’t able to do the work.

RA lost his mind and started to threaten me with being fired. He said that there was a customer that was waiting for the result of my work. He then asks why was emails put above doing my work and all I did was produce a copy of the email. My Boss from the big company was also present and all she did was laugh.

She then told RA that I will no longer do any work for his company and he must find somebody else.

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A man was hired as my assistant at a tech-oriented business.  He spent his breaks and his lunches getting drunk.  I overlooked his behavior and covered for him because he was going through a contentious divorce.  Surprisingly, he eventually accused me of treating him like crap.  [EDIT]Then he engaged in a profanity-laden rant where he accused me of a lot of illegal, immoral, and unethical activities before telling me to leave him the hell alone.[/EDIT]

(Yes, I now know that I was 'enabling' his behavior, but I had once gone through a messy divorce of my own, and I was feeling sorry for him.)

Cue the Malicious Compliance

I stopped covering for him, cold turkey.  It was bad enough when no one could find him because he was passed out in his car, but being passed out on the floor of the men's room with his trousers around his ankles on Customer Appreciation Day earned him a dismissal.  Of course, he said it was all my fault.  It was not.

The Fallout

Because it was discovered that I was capable of doing both my work and the work of my erstwhile 'assistant', I was allowed to work on my own after that, and without any 'adult' supervision of my own.

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A story of equal parts petty revenge & malicious compliance

So I work for an MSP and yesterday one of my larger accounts told us out of the blue they had decided to change MSPs because they wanted to go a different direction moving forward & wanted to do the handover today. None of the regular hand over period, nothing to justify the abrupt way this has been handled, no allegations of incompetance or wrong doing.

So to make the handover as secure as possible & to protect the passwords document from potential snooping in transit, I converted the 11 page work doc to jpgs & imported them into a new doc. Usernames, passwords, URLs & encryption keys all gonna have to be typed out.

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Sometimes just the threat of malicious compliance is all you need.

Years ago, a gentleman owned a chain of auto parts stores. He always named each store "(Name of Town) Auto Parts" and put the initials on the building. One of the stores was in a town that started with a "W"; inadvertently placing an, at the time, racial slur on the building. (I'll let you go down the rabbit hole.)

After being up there for many years, the City Fathers (think City Hall today) came down and told him he needed to take that down because it's offensive. The owner said "It's the initials of the business, how is it offensive?" The City says "We don't care; take it down or else."

At that point, the owner looks them dead in the eye and says "Okay. I'll change the business name to 'Frank's United Chicken Kitchen' and put those initials up there."

It took the Fathers all of a minute to say "Nevermind, keep it like it is." They left and never had any other issues with them about the sign.

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So a few years back I worked for a brick / block making firm. I was using the cuber (A machine that would push the bricks and blocks on to a wooden pallet) I was tasked with stacking newly made bricks on pallets and stacking said pallets in the shed to keep them out of the weather. I was using the new pallets like we normally do for the bricks as they would be stacked 4 pallets high. (About 8 meters tall or about 26 feet) My boss yelled at me saying "Just use the old pallets" I replied with "The old pallets are not strong enough for that weight" Well he was always right and demanded to do as he said. Skip to a few hours later and I hear my boss yelling and swearing up a storm, one of the old pallets at the bottom collapsed destroying about 4k worth of product. He starts yelling at me putting the blame on me. (Now this was a long time coming and I was done being blamed for his screw ups.) I stood over him and started yelling back "You told me to use the old pallets I did as you said so don't you dare blame me for your screw up" I then turned around and left. Now he didn't like to admit he was wrong, But when I got to my station the next Monday there was a new toolkit sitting there for me.

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