Malicious Compliance

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Crafty-Resident-6741 on 2024-12-26 01:10:41+00:00.

So a few years ago, after marrying my husband, my dad made a joke (in poor taste) that he never got his 40 goats as a dowry for allowing my husband to marry me. We're American and Christian, so dowrys are not a thing for my family.

Anyways, cue malicious compliance. My husband and I like to play a good prank whenever we can for a good laugh and we did. Remember, my dad specifically said he wanted 40 goats. He didn't specify what type of goats or if they had to be alive. As such, my husband and I went onto Amazon and ordered 40 tiny toy goats to take with us to my parents' house that fateful Christmas in 2019. And one night, when my parents went to bed, we strategically began placing goats all over the house: on the kitchen table, on top of the thresholds over door frames, on the bar in their basement, on the mantle, on an end table, on top of bookcases, etc. You name a place and there were goats.

To this day, there are still goats around the house and my stepmom pointed out how one fell and hit her in the head this week.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/traveler49 on 2024-12-25 08:00:36+00:00.

Some time ago I was commuting home and ended up beside a woman who was addicted to conversing with total strangers about anything. I'm the opposite and in self-defense buried my nose in a book. Anytime she said anything I either ignored her or grunted.

We arrived at the last station at the platform where you have to climb a railway bridge to exit. We stood up, she said "Don't tell me we have to cross over the bridge".

So I didn't

No aftermath, except I recall a stunned open-mouthed face as I turned and left.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Shadva on 2024-12-25 06:45:19+00:00.

I used to be a retail manager at a convenience store and as such, I (NOT a morning person) would have to be at work at 5am. Knowing how I myself felt about having to be awake at that hour, I would do my best to be cheerful and make my customers smile by lightly joking a bit and telling them to have a wonderful day as we finished our transactions.

One morning, one of our regulars came in, and I greeted her brightly as she approached the counter. She snarled at me that she hated my cheerful demeanor and that I always told her to have a wonderful day then demanded that I NEVER so much as smile at her again. I apologized for my cheerfulness and told her that I would immediately, and permanently, comply with her wishes. I proceeded to do exactly that.

From that day forward, I'd treat other customers in my normal, cheerful way, but as she'd approach the counter, I'd stop smiling and bantering and drop into my natural Resting Bitch Face. I would complete our transaction, then cheerfully turn to the next person in line and continue my banter.

After about a month of this, the woman came back in at her normal time and complained about how much she hated that I wouldn't banter with her like I did the other customers and how miserable it left her feeling all day. I reminded her of her previous demands and that she was getting exactly what she'd demanded. I also reminded her that I'd said that my lack of banter with her would be permanent.

She continued to come in every morning at her usual time and I continued to banter with the other customers, but would stop even smiling as she'd approach the counter, then turn to the next person in line and continue the banter. She continued to look miserable.

Had she simply asked me to tone it down a bit, or said she just wasn't in the mood for banter that day, I would've adjusted accordingly. Instead, she got exactly what she asked for.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/No_Menu_8682 on 2024-12-25 05:38:54+00:00.

Worked at a midwestern sporting goods chain while in S and junior college. Made nothing, but ha a lot of fun while there.After 2 1/2, almost 3 years there, started to get antsy about my future, and its was summer. I like summer. So I put in 2 weeks notice, as you are told you should do as a young worker. Give 2 weeks on a Thursday or Friday night, next work day is the following Sunday. On Sunday they liked to have unpaid team meeting 30 mins prior to shift start, 45 prior to opening. I show up late as I had ongoing transportation problem which management knew about and blessed off on. The duty manager (Who never liked me anyway because I wasnt serious enough about my part time job...) calls me into the office after the meeting and tells me I'm fired and to leave. Even has security there on standby. I said "Uhhh...what?" She replies "Ever since you put in your notice your attitude has scked and youre always late..." I was the only one in my department that day. Spring/summer weekend days were our most crazy and busiest. I looked out the window, it was a beautiful spring day, not a cloud in the sky. Customers were already lining up outside the doors. I said "Cool...see ya..." and ankled.

I spent the day and a good chunk of the summer hanging out, doing not much of anything, thanks to the $3.5k profit sharing check I got a few months later. Thanks Judy, you knucklehead...

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Tadpole_420 on 2024-12-25 02:34:18+00:00.

So recently, a firm by the name of Aldous & Associates has repeatedly contacted me regarding a gym membership that I had cancelled in the beginning of 2022. I contacted them by phone today, and upon being greeted by an agent, I informed them that I would like to validate this debt. The agent I spoke with told me, “We acknowledge your right to verbally request validation; however, due to our procedures, you must mail us via certified mail to our P.O. Box.”

Hearing this response, I asserted that they must give me the option to request this validation in writing or electronically, as per section F of the FDCPA. I also requested the agent’s license number for collecting debt. The agent placed me on a brief hold and then informed me that he did not, in fact, possess a license and that the firm itself is licensed. He added that he “isn’t an attorney.” This confused me, so I asked him to clarify, “Are you a licensed debt collector?” He stated he did not have a license and that he would need to transfer me to his supervisor.

Once I reached the supervisor, she was very short with me and alleged that they are, in fact, not at all obligated to provide me with the license numbers of the debt collectors I’ve spoken with. She also said they would not comply with my validation request because I need to submit it in writing to their P.O. Box. I informed her that section F of the FDCPA allows me to request this validation through “written or electronic correspondence” and asked for their email address. She refused and stated that if I called back, it would be considered “harassment.” I laughed. What a freaking joke, right? They’re allowed to contact people over and over again, but suddenly, when I assert my rights, they have a problem with me.

Disregarding her, I attempted to call back and found that she had blocked my number through their dialer. I found a simple workaround: WiFi calling apps are incredibly easy to use and free to install. I downloaded five dialer apps and continued to persist, asking them to fulfill my request and validate my debt. They continued to stonewall me, transferring me as soon as my call connected or simply hanging up on me.

To summarize my experience:

I would call them, let them know, “It’s your best friend Corbin,” and they would sound exasperated, once again reiterating that I must send this request in writing and refusing to patch me through to a supervisor. I continued to insist they validate this debt through electronic correspondence. We went back and forth. For hours.

Eventually, they started blocking any new numbers I called from, which caused me to generate new numbers. After around the 20th time they blocked me, I wised up and realized I could simply call back from a private number to overcome the internal block. I continued to insist and persisted for a few hours longer until their call center closed for the night.

My question is: How is it possible for me to harass a debt collector? I have no love for them, of course, because they exist as a parasitic entity harassing elderly consumers and those who don’t know better than to request their debts be validated. (To my understanding, these firms often purchase accounts in bulk and don’t have all the pertinent and necessary documents to legally collect this debt.) However, it makes no sense that they get to negatively impact my credit score while also blocking me from contacting them by phone.

I didn’t swear at them throughout the course of my calls; I was unabashedly facetious due to my perspective that they’re parasitic leeches attempting to collect a debt that I’m pretty sure they can’t prove. How are they allowed to block me from contacting them in regard to this account? I believe they treated me unfairly as soon as I started asking for their license numbers because, from what I can gather, there are several phone agents operating as debt collectors who are completely unlicensed.

This entire process has been grating and frustrating for me, and I may have been vindictive in my persistence, but I don’t think they can consider that harassment. Their entire job description is harassment. The reason I ask is because they mentioned harassment in the initial conversation with the supervisor. Once I told my mom that I had called a debt collector 500 times (probably not 500 exactly, but well over 100-200), she recommended I don’t do that again and simply mail in my request. To me, it’s more about the principle of the matter.

How are they allowed to mess up my credit without validating the debt, and then block me after I demand they comply with section F of the FDCPA, which should entitle me to request they validate it electronically through email? I don’t think this should be considered harassment. To me, that’s a stretch because, from what I’ve seen online, there are restrictions on the number of times they are allowed to contact consumers (e.g., the “777 rule”), but I couldn’t find anything limiting the number of times we are allowed to contact them. I’ll attach a photo of the AI Overview Google pulls up for me.

Important note: I didn’t cuss at them or threaten them. At worst, I spoke to them in a condescending tone as I explained myself over and over and over again. Please advise, as I’m awfully confused. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

TLDR: I requested a debt collector validate my debt electronically and they blocked me: prompting me to download several WiFi calling apps then eventually call from a private number to continue to insist. I did this several hundred times over the course of my day until they closed.

EDIT : I didn’t expect so many responses! Thank you all for your input! Also I had ChatGPT format the text into paragraphs! My bad!!!

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Makaisawesome on 2024-12-24 06:29:39+00:00.

So I work at a clothing store on the sales floor. My job is basically to interact with customers to help them get what they're looking for and also, fold, organize and store clothes. Now during my shift, there was this table that was just PACKED with clothes with piles that went super tall. So I decided to start with that table.

And as I was working I noticed that there was a shelf under the table, that was empty, and those shelfs are normally use as storage for excess. And so my plan was to make normal piles and then store the excess in those shelfs. Cuz some of the rules of how thing should look just say that you only need like 2 or 3 items of each size, per pile, and to sort them from biggest size at the bottom, to smallest at the top. And there's also like an unwritten one, where, if the pile ends up small, to then add more until it reaches the bottom of the price sign. So I do that, I make piles that reach the bottom of the sign and then store the rest.

Now, as I was starting to store the excess. One of the managers passes by and asks what I was doing. And so I explain what I already said here, and he doesn't like it, and he tells me to put everything on the table. So I explain to him, why that's a bad idea, because it can make it harder for customers to get their size and easier for then to make a mess accidentally. But he doesn't care and just tells me to put everything back. So I do and just stack them. And the piles end up being very tall. I'm 6'2" and some of the piles reached my chest. But that's what the boss wanted, so I finished and went away to do something else.

Now, for context, our store also has like a baby/toddler area, so obviously, parents sometimes bring their kids to buy clothes for them. Now, after I had left that table to work on something else, a father stood next to the table to wait for his wife and he had his kid on his shoulder. I don't remember why, maybe it was to burp it, or calmed it down, IDK. But now, as the father was swinging from side to side to calm the baby, he accidentally hit the side of the table. And some of the piles that were on that side fell down, behind the father. And as if it was a sign of the universe to show I had the right idea, just as the father was turning around to see that happened, the baby puked and because of the momentum, covered a lot of the shirts that were now on the floor. And so, we had no choice but to throw away those dirty clothes now. And there were a lot. Plus it got expensive, cuz each shirt cost like 10 bucks and there was easily like 10-15 maybe 20 shirts on the floor, so we lost a couple hundred bucks there.

And the worst part is that, the first manager that told me to just stack them, tried to pass the blame unto me. But I explain what happened to another manager and they put the blame back on that first manager and made him pay for the damages.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Affectionate-Leg-260 on 2024-12-24 05:11:51+00:00.

I work in an operation center that is manned 24/7 365. Hurricanes, ice storms, chemical releases were staffed. Out of nowhere the comptroller is afraid that we are skimming hours since we don’t clock in, we just put 12 hours on our time card. Now we have to clock in on the phone app and then use two part authentication to log on to the computer. We have to hit the ground running so to speak, everyone shows up 15 minutes early to understand the situation and be ready to go. After we are relieved we hang around to ensure that everything is understood and running smoothly. Since my schedule is 4/4 I get an extra hour of OT that I was doing for free.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Swiggy1957 on 2024-12-22 10:59:27+00:00.

My folks divorced when I was 8. Dad passed when I was 13. By the time I was 18, mom had been dating for a while.

One day, Mom, her BF and I were sitting around the table cracking jokes and such. Mom said one that was really off-color. I was used to her sense of humor: I had it, too.

I looked over at Mom after she said, "Mom! You're a dirty old lady." She chuckled at that but her boyfriend got pissed.

"That's no way to talk to your mother! You apologize to her right now!"

Cue malicious compliance.

I turned to Mom and said in a very sincere voice, "Mom, I'm sorry you're a dirty old lady."

Before her BF could say anything, she chimed in with, "I'm not sorry!"

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Kingy_79 on 2024-12-22 08:54:37+00:00.

Short but sweet, and a little funny.

I'll start by saying, funny insults in our house is our love language. I (45m) am partially deaf, and a father of 3 (16m, 13f, 12m)

We were wrapping Christmas presents this afternoon. My daughter, 13, wanted to write on my tag. I asked her not to put Deaf Old Fart on it. To her credit she did not. She, however, put Deaf Mother Fucker on it. When I saw that, I laughed and said, "Yep. Your mother." Then proceeded to write Bitch Features on her tag.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Defiant-1- on 2024-12-21 08:02:57+00:00.

Way back when, i worked at a video store (think blockbuster). Great job for a kid going through uni. I also worked work a local IT company doing business call outs / fix issues.

We got some new owners at the video store. Eventually something went wrong with the cash drawers connection to the PC. I offered to look at it, for normal video store pay rates ($15 hr or so back then). I was quickly told, no. We will get a professional.

Fine, no issue.

By now, you know where this is going. They call the local computer store. They say sure we will send our guy around straight away. The computer store calls me, I answer, in front of the new owners, and accept the work.

I turn to them and say, sorry, now it's computer Job rates, $70/hour.

Edit: (fallout) They accepted the rate and i fixed the issue. Going forward, we agreed to pay me directly at a higher rate, but not as much as they paid via the computer store.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Negative-Net-4416 on 2024-12-21 02:14:45+00:00.

I once spent quite a long time fixing a computer for a new client, after the PC had crashed (the old hard drive failed completely). Fortunately, the customer had a basic file backup from perhaps a year or two ago, so we got most of the files back.

However, I had very little info to go on - I didn't know the original version of Windows, no idea what apps they used, or what email client they used. I was met by repeated "I don't know" and "it didn't look like that before". I continued to be patient, calm and understanding - bringing up images on the internet to see if any start menus / apps looked familiar. In the end, I installed the latest and greatest of everything. I got it looking really good, easy to use, and all their apps on the start menu. They started getting pretty moody when we had spent half an hour trying to recover the forgotten email password, apparently the security question wasn't something they'd have ever known. The partial recovery phone number wasn't theirs, until yes, it was their landline. Then they find the password in their book even though "that's not the one I use for my email". Except it is.

Finally, I've invested enough time on this, I've asked all the questions, and squeezed out a few answers. The computer is all good.

However - I get several calls over the next couple of days, asking where some obscure apps have gone. Why did I remove them? Why have I not installed the (dodgy) cleanup utility they paid for? Why have I deleted the email contacts? (they meant autofill, which obviously was empty). Where are the browser passwords?

I go back, and get a lecture on how it's just not good enough. They have been invoiced 'good money' for the computer to be fixed, any frankly it's not fixed. They just want it back the way it was.

TBH, I'd really undercharged for my time anyway, maybe 2 hours instead of the actual 5-6 invested - because no matter how hard I tried, it was never going to be a job they were completely happy with.

Being younger and less experienced, I'd missed some potential red flags: The customer was slightly outside my usual area (they should've been able to find several technicians closer to them). The first phone call had been out of hours. They had been a bit difficult and uncooperative from the start. They had almost expected the job to not be good enough, and during the small talk, they'd already complained about their plumber, and how many times they've had to find a new cleaner for their home because they have been 'let down' several times. They hadn't yet paid the invoice.

Get it back the way it was.

The client popped out of the room for a couple of minutes and I was so fed up by this point. I took the side off of the case, removed the new drive, and reconnected the broken one (still in the case). I picked up my toolbag and met the client in the hallway: All sorted. It's back exactly as it was before. And don't worry, I'll cancel the invoice so there's nothing to pay.

I made a dash for it. I have no idea what happened next, I ignored a few missed calls and then blocked the number. I thought about how I'd reply to any kind of email or online review, but I heard no more.

I like to think that they got someone far less patient, more expensive, and got a worse result.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/mavynn_blacke on 2024-12-20 17:13:14+00:00.

Ah, the holiday retail-where "peace on earth" meets "entitled fury."

Last year I managed a Christmas Tree Lot in SoCal, the most entitled place in SoCal as far as I can tell!

Karen comes in and demands her towering 14-foot Christmas tree be delivered without tipping the delivery team or paying for the additional manpower such an enormous task required. Naturally, the contracted drivers, unimpressed by her tirade, collectively noped out of her delivery altogether.

Cue Karen turning her wrath to me, insisting I, the manager, deliver her tree personally. Or refund her the $800 her fresh cut tree cost. Sure, let me just strap this tree to my car like it's a festive jousting lance. Instead, I did sweet, sweet malicious compliance: refunded her money on the spot.

She wasn't expecting that.

"Here's your full refund," I said, handing her the receipt with a smile. "Merry Christmas!

That's when she really lost it. Screaming about her ruined Christmas, she crumpled the receipt, chucked it at me like I was the Grinch incarnate, and stomped out, yelling about how I'd single-handedly destroyed her holiday spirit.

Later, I could envision her telling her family why there was no tree. Hope they enjoyed the story as much as I did.

Edited for clarity

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/SenseCompetitive4949 on 2024-12-19 22:18:02+00:00.

So I work at a restaurant as a waiter part time (usually 2-3 shifts a week 9-5 or 4-finish) and 4 nights ago, we had 2 tables with over 20 guests at each one. There were also several walk ins and we were extremely understaffed (loads of staff had taken that 4-finish shift off for some unknown reason).

Anyways, I was the most experienced waiter there as it was mostly new starts working and apart from me, my manager was probably the most senior member of staff there (I’m 17 and I’ve been working there since I was 15, I’m in the UK so it’s fine for me to be working at this age). I am tasked with taking a food order from one of the tables, I go up and take the order and put their order into the tills. I then go to drink from the water bottle which I had filled at the start of my shift and my manager tells me “your not allowed to drink on shift, it’s far too busy put it down.” So I put my drink down.

The next day I come in for my 9-5 shift and I don’t drink. Then today, I came in for my 9-5 shift again and I don’t drink. My supervisor notices that I didn’t even have my drink bottle in with me and asks why and I tell him “oh, (managers name) told me I couldn’t drink on shift, so I don’t see the point in bringing a water bottle anymore” and the supervisor says “that’s not right, your allowed to have a drink at work it’s a basic human right. I’ll have a chat with HR about this.”

Anyways, I just received a message from my manager basically saying that he’s sorry for telling me I am not allowed to drink and that he was wrong. My supervisor also texted me saying that he embarrassed the manager in front of the whole management team and owner of the restaurant, as the manager had been giving the waiters questionable advice for the past while and apparently the owner wasn’t happy with him at all.

I hope he learned his lesson not to tell me I can’t drink. I’m not dehydrating myself for a minimum wage job I’ll drink when I want whether I’m on the beach or in the restaurant.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/jrtie on 2024-12-19 15:48:11+00:00.

Many years ago when I was 15 years old I was enrolled in a driver's education course to get my learner's permit. This involves several sessions riding around with the instructor and two other students in the car taking turns between driving and observing. This Saturday morning I was first up and pulling out of the school parking lot when a dozen small sparrows flew right in front of my windshield. I lightly tapped the brakes and the instructor ordered me to pull over. He always had you pull over and stop before he reprimanded you. He sternly told me we don't stop for birds. I argued that I just lightly tapped the brakes as they flew inches from my windshield and it was not done in panic. He reiterated that we do not stop for birds.

A half hour later we are a ways outside of town. A little over a hundred miles west of San Antonio, Texas and I'm still driving. The speed limit in this rural area is 70mph which my cruise control is set to. A speed the Geo Metro's 3 cylinder engine is struggling to maintain. We come over the top of a hill and there's a half dozen wild turkeys slowly crossing the road up ahead. I keep in mind my instructor's orders not to stop for birds and maintain my course. As we near the birds I show no sign of slowing down and the instructor hit his brake on his side of the car quite abruptly and yells at me to pull over. He makes me get completely out of the car and started to berate me about not slowing down for the turkeys. With a straight face I say "Sir you told me not to stop for birds." He gets a bit flustered then stammers "You know what I meant" and ordered me to switch places with a girl in the back seat. I didn't get to drive any more that day, but this was my only major incident so I still passed the course and got my permit.

Not so funny side story, this girl that replaced me was the worst driver I've still ever ridden with to this day. He should have never passed her and allowed her to get her license. A year after this when she was pulling into a Sonic she mixed up the gas and the brake and plowed through the picnic tables, sending a family of four to the hospital.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Smoaktreess on 2024-12-18 06:37:29+00:00.

This happened a few years ago but I saw another post and it reminded of this story.

So I used to work overnight at a grocery store (think similar to Walmart) stocking shelves. We were supposed to follow planagrams which would basically just tell you where things were supposed to go on the shelves to keep all the stores uniform.

Like every year, we started receiving large amounts of Halloween candy. Instead of putting it in the normal candy aisle, we had a seasonal section where it would go. No problem but it wouldn’t fit. And it wouldn’t fit up in the steel where we would keep overfill product.

My manager and I looked in the candy aisle and saw it was pretty wiped out without any of the usual items to stock. So he told me to just put the Halloween candy in there and make it look nice. For the next couple nights, I noticed it was selling really well.

Day three or four, the store director came in early and pulled me aside and basically berated me for stocking things outside of the planagram and not following procedure. I tried to explain but he didn’t want to listen.

Fine, cue malicious compliance. My manager and I spent two hours removing everything that didn’t belong in the aisle and rearranging it. There was probably 10-15 missing products that just left an empty spot in the shelves. It looked terrible. We took all the extra candy and just parked it in the back since there was no where to put it. Oh well not our problem.

Came in the next night and he had written a note saying ‘please fill in all holes in candy aisle’. My manager wrote back ‘sorry, can’t. No product in store according to planagram’

Came in the next night and the day people had put all the candy back where I had it in the aisles. Store manager never complained about the way we stocked again for the next year I worked there.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Scary_ on 2024-12-17 10:25:40+00:00.

So we decided to get a Ring doorbell, and my wife found it at a great price with a national chain, they even had an offer on which made it even cheaper: £58 down from £119. Bargain! This chain don't have a shop in our town but you can click and collect from the supermarket that is. Great!

So we order it and wait, but a few days later it's still 'out for delivery'. Do a live chat with their customer service and it's stuck in the warehouse, but they try and unstick it for me. a few days later and it's still out for delivery. Another live chat and 'it'll be there in a few days'

Now it's getting to the end of the collection deadline so I 'live chat' again. Answer is that it's stuck in the warehouse and won't get unstuck, the only answer is to cancel the order and buy again. Problem is that in the meantime it's selling for full price £119 when we bought it for £58. I'm polite but forceful and try and find out why it's 'stuck' and explain why I can't rebuy as it's much more expensive. It's still on sale on their website, I can go into a store and buy one there and then..... they're even giving them away with TV sets.

Suddenly we realise what's happening, they've sold it too cheaply and have changed their mind. So I kick up and fuss and get offered £5 so ask to speak to a manager. Am told I'll be called back in 3 working days. A manager calls me back 5 minutes later offers me a voucher for £62 - the difference in value between what I paid and what it's on sale for. This way I can go back online and buy it at the price I bought it at.

Yeah of course I'm going to do that.....

So I wait a few weeks till their doing their 'black friday' deals, it's on sale for £61. We've now A £2.99 Ring Doorbell

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/mdlapla on 2024-12-17 10:15:16+00:00.

This happened in Argentina, and, as you probably know, in Argentina we speak spanish.

In spanish, there are quite a few phrases and questions that can mean different things depending on context.

For instance, the question "¿se puede correr?" can mean "can you move?" or "is it allowed to run?". Again, depending on context.

So, when I was in high school, age 13, pipe-smoking, stern-looking, non-nonsense language and literature professor was writing something on the board, green board, white chalk, boring class.

As in any class in any school in any country, I suppose, there are a few "conflictive" students that, usually, sit in the back, pay no attention and are prone to shenanigans. Let's call them BACKERS.

We are trying to copy what professor is writing and he's blocking the view for some of the guys (as we would later learn in physics class, you can't see through solid matter), so one of the guys that are paying attention asks the question to the professor: "profesor, ¿se puede correr?".

You might see where this is going.

He, of course, says, "yes, sure" and moves a little to the other side, still looking at the board and continues writing.

But, for those BACKERS, this gives them an opportunity to stop getting bored, because they aren't paying attention.

So 5 or 6 students started running around the classroom.

TLDR: Professor answers a question that has two meanings because of first meaning, children start doing the second one.

PS: Being a language professor, he acknowledged what happened, laughed a bit, told the BACKERS to sit and continued like nothing happened. He was cool despite the façade.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/No_Exchange2440 on 2024-12-16 22:10:00+00:00.

Back in the mid 2010s, I had my phone insured through a premium bank account. The deal was simple: pay a fixed excess, and they’d either repair or replace your phone. The excess was the same whether it was a cracked screen or a full replacement, so it seemed like a solid arrangement.

One day, I cracked my phone screen. It still worked fine, and I had a holiday coming up, so I decided to wait until I got back to file a claim. When I finally called the insurance company, the representative asked when the damage had happened, so I told her honestly. That’s where the trouble started.

She explained that I’d waited too long to report the damage. There was a time limit for claims—around 10 days—and I’d missed it. I explained that the phone was still usable, and I’d needed it for my trip, but she wouldn’t budge. Rules were rules, she said, and my claim was invalid. Her tone was borderline smug.

Fine, I thought. Let’s try some pre-emptive MC.

Me: “What should I do if the phone gets damaged further?”

Rep: “You’d need to call us back and file a new claim. But make sure it’s within the time frame.”

Me: “Got it. And I can’t include the existing screen damage, right?”

Rep: “Correct. The new claim would have to be for unrelated damage.”

She seemed oblivious to where this was going, so I pressed on.

Me: “So how likely is it that a cracked screen could lead to water damage? If water got in and fried the motherboard, you'd most likely have to replace the whole phone, right?”

There was a long pause. Then she said she needed to speak to her supervisor.

When she came back, her tone had changed. Suddenly, they were willing to overlook the missed time frame and process my original claim for the cracked screen...

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/CutieCappuccino on 2024-12-14 11:20:22+00:00.

Well, the title is confusing, and this is a very minor case of malicious compliance.

I (24F) work as a cashier until the end of december to cover the needs of a certain store on Christmas sales. That said, I'm not that worried about keeping the job or having the best relationship with people that are inconvenient.

For context, our manager has seem to be acting quite targeting against me (and another specific coworker) since i joined a few months ago, accusing me of being the reason of divergence in money for change or saying i broke electronic items i haven't touched. Most of the time I've left her talking to herself or ignored the situation, and some we had a few "fights" when limits were passed.

In the last of those "fights", she created a problem over me changing the configuration of the computer i use the entire day, to have a faster cursor speed for more agility and comfort, which takes around 5 seconds to change to their "default".

She called me to talk and said that I've been creating issues with the team by changing it, cause others that use the computer (for a hour during my lunch break) doesn't like such a fast DPI on their cursor, which has led to having "complaints".

I admit I've had no patience for that, called her childish and showed how quickly and easily you could change stuff in an ironic way, but as i turned my back she said: "well, then change it to be slow again anytime you leave!"

That activated the MC inside of me. So, anytime i go for lunch, breaks or leaving my shift, i make sure to pop the sensitivity to the lowest possibly both on the mouse itself and windows, to see her painfully slowly changing it back to normal while having a client ready to pay for their items. She hasn't talked to me over it since then, but i can feel the hatred glances she gives me when dealing with that!

Not the most satisfying fallouts or most creative MCs on this sub, but felt like sharing for possible giggles Anyway.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/i_lost_it_again on 2024-12-14 11:05:36+00:00.

I make beds and clean toilets. Apparently my coworkers are so dumb that they keep spraying themselves in the eyes with cleaning chemicals, so now everyone needs PPE to fucking make beds lmao. We got a big box of stupid ass glasses and googles to pick out from and I asked my boss if I was allowed to customize them.

She gave me the okay.. and also severely fucked up by doing so.

I took the flimsy ass plastic that comes from the disposable hospital PPE glasses and glued them onto my light blocking ones, then covered the frames with googly eyes and covered the nose piece with a super soft piece of yarn that I turned into a caterpillar.

It fits the requirements and I'll happily walk my ass to my drug test on Monday lmaoo.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/WatchOut4possums on 2024-12-13 04:18:30+00:00.

(I think this qualifies as malicious compliance, as one person being inflexible with the letter of a policy led the other person to 'comply' with said policy and pursue its options in a way that brought about a change that aligned with the spirit of what was asked for in the first place.)

My parents had a house fire recently (no fault of theirs) and while the house didn't burn to the ground (this is important for later) it is basically a total loss due to heat, smoke and structural damage. They have great replacement insurance. While the long wait for restoration and replacement will be frustrating, they are in as good of a situation as one could hope for.

They also have one of those appliance service plans where they pay monthly. If any covered appliance isn't working properly, the service company will send someone out to troubleshoot, repair, and if it can't be repaired, replaced. My parents have the total coverage plan including everything from kitchen to laundry to the freezer chest and mudroom fridge.

Since the house is uninhabitable, they called to cancel the service and ask about prorating this month. My mom explains the situation and the rep on the phone says sorry, they can't prorate this month nor can they cancel the service for the next payment cycle, even though they are in the middle of this payment cycle. Basically, it will be 45 more days of paying for coverage.

My mom states that they are dealing with the stress of a house fire and living in short term housing. "I understand you can't prorate this month, but can you at least cancel the service for next month based on our situation?" The rep says "Well, I'm HAPPY to cancel the service effective today if that's what you really want, but you will still have to PAY for this month and next month."

I can tell you from personal experience its a bad idea to get cute with my mom.

My mom says "Ok, NO. We aren't going to cancel a service we still have to pay for. Please keep the service in place. Instead, I'd like to file a claim on all of our appliances."

There is a pause, and the rep says "You can't do that on appliances destroyed by fire." My mom says "Oh, no. The house was damaged, but the appliances weren't destroyed. Since this plan is effective through next month, please start a claim to send a service rep out to the house for ALL of our covered appliances and do any repairs or replacements as needed."

There is another pause, and the rep asks her to hold.

A few minutes later a supervisor gets on the line and says that due to the circumstances, they are happy to make an exception to cancel coverage early if she would like.

"Yes, thank you."

For anyone thinking my parents should have seen the MC through to the end: they got what they initially asked for, and to do so would have foregone personal benefit for spite since the appliances will be covered by home insurance anyway.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/nisceratops on 2024-12-13 03:05:15+00:00.

I was sitting in a chair with my legs crossed, one foot dangling a few inches off the floor. The cat was nuzzling / scent marking my foot & gave my toes a few "love bites". The nibbles dont really hurt, but i could feel her sharp teeth a bit. I said to her, "Miss, please don't bite me toes" because i do talk to the cats in full sentences. She bit my foot. Stinker.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Cheeseballfondue on 2024-12-12 19:27:38+00:00.

At lunch, my 4-year-old niece Eliza being less than generous.

Mommy: “Can I have one of your fries?”

Eliza, carefully studying the remaining fries, selects one approximately 1 centimeter long and offers it up.

Daddy: “Eliza, that’s not very nice, you should give your mommy a bigger fry.”

Eliza: “This IS a French fry. It is a SMALL French fry. It is a French fry.”

Daddy: “Sweetie, we do not need any more lawyers in the family.”

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/stevenjklein on 2024-12-12 15:35:05+00:00.

This might not count as malicious. Is there a sub for polite compliance?

When I was a kid, my mom's rule was, "no deserts if you don't eat your vegetables."

Once, when she served peas, I conspicuously picked up two and said, "I'm eating my vegetables" before popping them in my mouth.

I pointed out that she hadn't said I had to eat all of them, but since she used the plural, I ate two, thus satisfying her requirement.

Of course, this trick only worked once before the rule was changed.

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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/AtomicAnimationsYT on 2024-12-12 00:52:23+00:00.

I don’t live in an HOA community, but that hasn’t stopped my neighbor, Karen (yes, her actual name), from acting like she’s the president of one. She’s the self-appointed enforcer of “neighborhood standards,” complete with handwritten notes and endless complaints.

It all started when I put up a small vegetable garden in my front yard. Nothing fancy—just a few raised beds with tomatoes, cucumbers, and some herbs. Karen, however, saw it as an affront to the neighborhood’s aesthetic.

One morning, I found a note on my door:

“Front yards are for grass and flowers, NOT vegetables. This isn’t a farm. Fix this eyesore immediately!”

I ignored it because, well, Karen isn’t the boss of me. But she kept escalating—leaving more notes, glaring at me whenever I worked in the garden, and eventually calling the city to report me.

The city inspector came out, took one look, and told her there was absolutely nothing wrong with my garden. But Karen wasn’t done yet.

She confronted me directly.

Karen: “If you’re going to keep that hideous garden, you need to build a fence around it so it doesn’t ruin the view for everyone else!”

Me: “A fence? You’re sure that’s what you want?”

Karen: “Yes! A tall one, so no one has to see it!”

Cue malicious compliance.

I looked up the local zoning laws and found out I could legally build a fence up to 8 feet tall without any special permits. So, I did exactly what Karen demanded—I built a fence. But not just any fence.

I built an 8-foot-tall privacy fence around my garden, perfectly within my property line...and I painted the side facing her house the most obnoxious shade of neon pink I could find.

Karen was furious. She came storming over the next day.

Karen: “You can’t do this! It’s hideous!”

Me: “But Karen, you insisted I build a fence so you wouldn’t have to see the garden. Problem solved!”

She tried calling the city again, but since the fence was completely legal, they couldn’t do anything about it.

Now, every time I walk past her house, I see her blinds tightly shut, and my garden is thriving behind its fabulous pink fence. Malicious compliance has never tasted so sweet—or so fresh!