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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/ContributionShort562 on 2025-08-29 14:08:32+00:00.
I worked in a factory job making display boxes for items that were being assembled on a conveyor belt. After a couple days, I got to where I could make a box pretty darn fast and I was always done sooner than the ladies working the conveyor belt, so I would step in and give them breaks. It was really hot in the factory, one lady was pregnant and passed out a couple of times, and we had a few older people faint as well. I was young and strong and wanted to help them out by giving them a break.
I asked the line boss how many of the items we'd make in a run, so I could do the simple division in my head and figure out how many boxes I needed to make before I could step in to help on the line. She was a petty person who liked to wield the little power she held over the rest of us, so she refused to tell me, saying that it wasn't my job to know and that my job was just to make boxes.
Ok then. That's my job, you say? My only job? Guess I'll just make boxes then. And I did. I made boxes. I made as many as I could, as fast as I could. And I didn't stop until the run was over. We had hundreds of boxes that the whole team had to break down and stack for reuse later. And the floor manager came over and asked the line boss what the heck was going on.
After that, the line boss always grudgingly told me how many items were in the run, and when I finished my work, I would step in and help out on the line to give someone a break. Suck it, line boss.