rSlash - r/Maliciouscompliance I Quit By Squirting Ketchup In My Boss's Face!

Episode Date: November 21, 2020

r/Maliciouscompliance In today's episode, OP's worked at a fast food restaurant, and his horrible boss kept constantly yelling at OP to make more fries. "MAKE MORE FRIES! MAKE MORE FRIES!" When OP made too many, the boss screamed at him for being an idiot and making too many. So, he quit in the most epic way possible: he picked up a ketchup bottle and squirted it right into her face! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Today's subreddit is R-Slash-Belicious Compliance where OP costs his cheating classmates $80,000. Our next Reddit post is from Axelwack. This happened about 10 years ago when I worked for a company doing community nursing. We were provided with company cars and a prepaid car for fuel and food. The car had a limit of 400 euros per week, with the car resetting to the 400 limit every Monday morning. Despite the 400 euro limit, the usual amount that any of us spent each week was around

150 to 200 euros depending on travel. The usual was to get a full tank once a week each week was around 150 to 200 euros depending on travel. The usual was to get a full tank once a week, which was around 55 to 60 euros, and the rest was coffee and lunch. Intern Chad! He was the financial officer, and had some pretty unique ideas about changing the finances of the company. One of the ideas he insisted was a change to our prepaid cards. He dropped the limit to 50 euros a day, with the card resetting every day. As you can understand, this was a problem. Especially if you consider that

a full tank calls 55 euros minimum. If you use the card for fuel, then the rest was paid out of pockets. We couldn't be reimbursed for the money because you have a company card learned to use it more efficiently. Initially, most coworkers were spending 30 euros on fuel and refueled two or three times a week, but not me. During my Navy service, my malicious compliance tendencies had been honed to perfection by a couple of master chiefs. So, inter malicious compliance. Each day, I decided to spend 20 euros for fuel, pay for my own coffee out of pocket, and spend the rest at lunch. I used to pay for an grill in barbecue place that had a catering side. They also volunteered for a local food bank in Kitchen. The owner had grown up dirt poor and liked to help. A lot of clients

would buy something and add a little extra to an open tab for a food bank. Then, the catering would go each Sunday and provide food for the homeless and the poor using the tab and funds from the owner. So, I went there every day, got something to eat, and the rest of the 50 euros would go to the tab. I started raising at least 90 euros a week for the food bank. I hit the limit every day, costing the company 250 euros a week, up from 150 euros a week. Chad was furious. He was trying to save money, and I was costing him more. He asked trying to save money and I was costing him more. He asked me to explain my expenses, food and fuel. He asked for my receipts.

I provided them. The receipts said that they were for food, but didn't say what I was buying. He finally said that I could eat cheaper, and I told him that the company couldn't force me to eat at specific places. After the meeting, a couple of co-workers saw me coming out smiling and inquired about it. I explained what I was doing, and, oh, the smiles on their faces. Soon afterwards, six nurses spent all of their expenses the same way.

The aftermath. This went on for two months. Chad was livid because now he was losing even more money. The solution came unexpectedly. Unbeknownst to all of us, the owner of the company was a major contributor to the food bank. He knew about the restaurant helping out and had seen the bigger buffets. He asked the owner of the restaurant about it and he said that a few of the nurses had started coming and raising the tab. The owner put two and two together. I was called in for a meeting

with the owner. I was anxious because I didn't know what it was about. When I got there, Chad was also there. During the meeting, Chad explained how he was losing money, but he couldn't do anything about it. I explained what our grievance was and how we took advantage of it. Chad replied that we shouldn't gain the system for something so stupid as a food bank. The owner stopped the meeting right there. He reinstated the old system for expenditure and reprimanded us both for the whole mess, me a bit less, and informed me that if I make a donation for the food bank to notify him and he'll match it. The final result was asking your old system back, which we didn't abuse. A weekly donation to the food bank and a major Easter Sunday barbecued for the food bank sponsored by the company. Chad lasted only another three months because his penny-saving ways dropped the quality

of the care that we could provide. I stayed with the company until it was sold to new owners who were more like Chad, but that's a story for another subreddit. Down in the comments, we have this reply from Looob 716. Stepping over dollars to grab pennies is FULISH. Our next Reddit post is from Not A Bad Guy. I'm doing a computer science degree at university. We had a group project which was set out in two stages.

Part A involved making an application and writing a report about it, with each part being worth 50% of that grade. In part B, we got feedback from Part A and had to improve upon it. In total, it was 100% of a module. It's also important to note that there's a group contribution report where each student reports how much work they think each other's student has done. I was in a randomly selected group with four others, we each picked a part of the work that we wanted to do. I was apparently the group's most confident coder, so I assigned myself about half the code.

I finished up the work in about the first three weeks and worked on the other projects that I have for other modules. Then, after I finished my work, the others ask me if I can do their parts of the code too. I initially protest as I've had my other coursework do, but eventually I say fine. But only this is noted in their group contribution report, and they all agree. I sweat it out over the next three weeks or so along with my other coursework. I contacted my module organizer explaining that I'd done half the work and they suggested that if people weren't pulling their weight, I should leave the group, taking my code with

me, and do the report. That would mean that I would need to work flat out to produce the report and probably would mess it up. I didn't want that. The deadline was in about a week. Then I got asked to do the report too because they didn't understand how the code worked. By this point, I felt pretty used by them, but I didn't really mind so long as I got the marks. All in all, I worked out that I'd done the workload of 3 people. There was talk amongst the others of everyone writing in the report that we each contributed 20% of the workload to make us look better as a team.

I flatly refused. They exploded, calling me every name under the sun, swearing at me and telling me to f off. I sent off my report saying that I did 60% of the work and the others did 10% each, and I thought that was that. My module organizer then emailed me asking if I had any proof of this, as they all put me at 0% and themselves at 25%. I'd worked my butt off in this report, putting in over 150 hours on the code and another

50 hours on the diagrams and reports, all while attending lectures 20 hours a week. This was all over the course of 7 weeks, which if you do the math, averages to an extra 4 hours a day. That was on top of all my other assignments and commitments, etc. There was no way I was letting this slide. I emailed the organizer back, linking him to GitHub I used to share the code with the team. For those who don't know, GitHub is a source control that shows who made changes to the code. And I showed him that all the changes to the code were done by me,

proving that I did all of it. And thankfully, we did the whole report on Google Drive, so I could also see the history and the document and send them the screenshots of all the alterations made by me, proving that I wrote 20% of the report also. The organizers considered all the evidence and made a special exception for my group, saying that he would give me the most credit for the work. For part A of the course work, I ended up getting a 65 and they only got an 11. They would need 69% to even pass the module. So it turned out that I screwed up a bit of the code only getting about 50% of the marks with like a massive issue in it. Stupid me, for anyone interested, I didn't make an MVC structure correctly. But my report sections

were nearly perfect. They were spelling mistakes, a common thing I do, and formatting, etc. There were a few glaring mistakes from the report that my teammates had written, but other than that it wasn't bad. When my teammates found out about their marks, they started calling me up and emailing me and messaging me for almost three hours. I was happily out of the time and didn't have my phone with me so I didn't respond. My professor sent an email explaining that they'd lied and he had proof about it so he corrected the marks accordingly. When I got back to my phone, I screenshoted all the messages they'd sent and recorded

all the voicemails, including the ones they'd sent previously. Including multiple occasions where everyone in the group told me to f off. And f off I did. I sent all these voicemails and screenshots to my professor requesting that I leave my group. And I understand that it's more work for me, but I'd rather not deal with them. He agreed and also escalated the messages

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I love Montana, but I'm doing this far family. Paramount Plus, the streaming home of Yellowstone. At this point, I quit the group and decided to work on Parpeby by myself, taking all of my code with me. the streaming home of Yellowstone. two weeks. Then I read the whole report from scratch and added a part about the fix, which took me about seven weeks. I then got messages from the group telling me to PLEASE come back. We really need your help in the last few days of the assignment. They even offered to pay me. I screen-shotted everything and sent it to the module organizer, just to let him know what was happening, and then I just ignored them. I ended up submitting two weeks early and got 100% on section 2, which is basically unheard up at my university, especially if you do group work by yourself. Later that day, I got an email from the plagiarism and collusion officer.

Not someone you ever want to get an email from. Basically, he said that I was summoned to a hearing because a third party he looked at my current group project and my old group project and thought that they looked very similar. As evidence, they gave me the entire project that my old group turned in so I can look and prepare my answers to their questions. I email my module organizer to ask if he has my back in this because basically, they can punish each group or one group, but never no groups. He says, yeah,

he supports me in this. Perfect. I prepare for this meeting by going through the hundreds of different versions of code that I made when they still had access to my code to find the one that was most similar. I find a perfect match. Zero difference is not even a single character changed. So I turn up to the meeting and the VP of Computing is there. A guy who could basically do whatever the hell he wants to us. When my old group was asked to present their evidence, they went on and on about how they did everything by themselves and blah, blah, blah. You get the point, they go on for about 10 minutes. Then I'm asked to present my argument. I ask if I can share my screen. The VP of Computing says, yeah, okay, somewhat puzzled.

So I share it. I show all the screenshots that I took since some of the people in the meeting weren't aware that we knew each other, including them basically begging for me to come back and offering me money too. And as if that wasn't enough to convince them, I then showed me downloading a fresh version of what they submitted, and a fresh version of one of my commits on the GitHub and running it through a trusted comparison software. I narrated this to explain what I was doing just to be clear. It took a while, but it came up just as I knew it would with zero differences. Everyone was stunned! One of the group members uttered, but I just laughed.

And I was quickly asked to hang up as I was no longer involved. It turns out that they had copied one of my commits and they still had a copy in their laptop when I blocked their access to my code. And they hadn't been able to fix my code at all, so they just submitted my version and hope for the best. One of my friends who's framed with one person from that old group Asked what grade they got and they said they failed the whole module since they got a zero for the second section giving them Just 5.5% overall for the module and they would have to retake it over the summer costing them and everyone in my old group their placement year jobs After all who went someone working for them when they failed a module so badly and who was intellectually dishonest? This meant that they all lost out on being paid $20,000 each for the year's work. Which goes a long way for a university student.

Meanwhile I happily got paid. That just goes to show you, when you're at work or doing group projects, always, always, always cover your own butt. Also, to be to show you, when you're at work or doing group projects, always, always, always cover your own butt. Also, to be honest with you, I'm surprised they allow these students to stay in school. OP mentioned elsewhere in the post that he is an American, but if these students had been in America, then they would have absolutely been kicked out. Imagine ruining your entire career that you've been setting for for four years because you're too lazy to finish one class.

Our next word it poses from AT Psych. So a few years ago, I did teacher training to teach college and secondary school students, and before that I went to university and earned a degree in psychology. So when I started my teacher training, I made quite a lot of friends in the course, as well as reconnecting with an old friend who I'm still best friends with now. However, there was a very close-knit group in the program that was hit by someone who felt they knew better than everyone else and diminished other people's teaching subjects. For example, she once said to an English teacher that we won't have any need for English

soon. So, one day we moved on to Behaviourism and Education and my lecture valued my opinion on the subjects, so he asked me from time to time in class if I wanted to elaborate etc. And I thought it was really kind of my lecture to ask. This Erkth Karen, and she loudly say to everyone, isn't it all just common sense? Referring to Behaviourism and Psychology. I explained to know, it isn't, and that it opened a lot of different areas and research paths, etc. She laughed and kept repeating that it's common sense. I gave up because you

can't argue with stupid. A few weeks passed, and we have to give a presentation in groups about different subjects we covered so far. This also coincided with the last day before Christmas breaks, so everything was more relaxed. I finished my presentation instead of the front of the class next to the presentation screen. Karen's group begins to present and Karen is presenting her portion of the presentation, which happens to be biopsychology and education, an area that's one of my specialties. So I'm politely listening while she's speaking and she finishes her sentence with, but it's all just common sense anyway he isn't it and looks directly at me. So rather than back down, I decided to ask her a question about her section of the presentation

and her answer is, I don't know, I don't have my notes with me. To which I respond, but I thought it was all common sense. I know it's a running meme on Reddit that everyone claps, but everyone in the class laughed loudly and some even clapped. When that subsided, she said with a pissed off face, why don't you get up and give the presentation. I got up, presented her slides in detail, said thank you, and sat down. My lecturer was totally on board with this and was amused herself. And

that's the last time they care and question anyone else's subject. Down in the comments, we have this post from Andrews Halforc. Light travels faster than sound, but that's why some people appear bright until you hear them speak. Our next reddit post is from Fox DVD. This happened to a friend of mine and someone who I've worked with for over 20 years. Let's call him Scott. In the late 80s, Scott worked at a Burger King while still in high school. For the first few months, he always worked the late shift and business was usually slow. The owners were a husband and white team who, as you can imagine, came down hard all

the time when the kids were working. For the most part, Scott didn't have to deal with him outside of them parking late at night with binoculars as they spied on the late crew to make sure they did their job. Then, summer hit. With summer vacation, Scott was moved to the lunch team. He wasn't used to how busy it was and was a bit overwhelmed. His main job was on the fryer. He took care of the fries, onion rings, and chicken sandwiches. The lunch crowd was really starting to build up the first day that he was on the day crew. And the wife owner walks by a sky, looks over his shoulder, and in a very harsh voice tells him, put down more fries, which Scott does.

A few minutes later, she walks by again, even more agitated in screams. Put down more fries! We don't have enough! Scott puts down more. A third time, she comes by and she grabs him by the arm and pulls him around. She got right up in his face and said, are you some kind of idiots? I said put more fries down. Now. So Scott did the only thing that he knew how to do. He filled every fryer with his mini-frizes

wood fit and loaded every single row with his mini-frizes you could possibly put down. Soon, the basket that held the finish fries was overflowing because he had so many. Well, the balls comes around, raises her hands in the air and starts screaming, he made too many epping fries. At which point Scott had enough. He picked up a mustard and catch a bottle and squeezed them both right into her face and yelled, I quit and stormed out of there. He said he was shaking so bad driving home and was worried the police would show up, but they never did. Down in the comments we have this reply from educational tangelo. Scott was Lord of the Fries. Respect. That was our slash malicious compliance and if

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