rSlash - r/Maliciouscompliance "Sure, if you say so!"

Episode Date: July 31, 2020

r/Maliciouscompliance In today's episode, we have an awesome story about a student who completely destroys their teacher in class. When a class clown jokes that the teacher is doing a bad job of explaining a lesson, the teacher snaps and says, "Do YOU want to teach this class?" The student says, "Sure!" and the teacher lets him try, because he's sure the student will fail. The student actually does a better job than the teacher, which just embarrasses him even more. If you like this podcast and want to see more, follow my podcast for daily Reddit content! 🔔 Subscribe: https://bit.ly/2E3A8i6 💬 Discord: https://discord.gg/VD6eYD3 🎧 Podcast: https://link.chtbl.com/rslash ⚓ Send me a voice message: https://anchor.fm/rslash 📸 Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/rslashyt/ ♪ TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@rslash0 🛒 Merch: http://bit.ly/rSlashMerch 🎁 Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/rslash Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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very well known. We used to provide the aquarium with rare fish and people used to drive from two to three states over if they were true fish people to come by from us. At the time, I was a 17 year old girl and I was an expert in tropical fish and coy. In fact, it was my job that summer to be the coy and outdoor pond point person, and my job was not only stocking the ponds but managing all the plants, caring for them, and knowing every bit of information and all the prices of the various Koi and Goldfish we had. I knew diets, temperature ranges, places of origin, special breeds, I knew it all. They would even call me with questions on my days off. That clearly didn't matter to one customer though. He came inside

the store and asked for some help with Koi outside. I happily agreed as I was the only person not on my lunch break. Now, this guy frankly seemed put off by me offering to help. So, instead of buying anything, he decided to quiz me for 20 minutes about the Koi, goldfish, and pond plants to try to get me to admit I didn't know something. I answered every single one of his stupid questions. Some were really stupid. And at the end of the 20 minutes, he had the balls to say, can I talk to someone who knows things?

Like a man? Full emphasis in tone on those words too. Sure you can, I say, with a fake smile. Let me get John for ya. Here's the malicious compliance. John, who was 75, was retired, annoying as hell, and crazy. My boss didn't even want him to be hired, but he owed John a favor. Now, John is an expert in goldfish, but he hates coin outside ponds. John, also like I said, is really annoying and crazy, but he had a soft spot for me so

we would always chat. I went inside to find John and explained to him that this customer wanted a man to talk to. John asked me why he wanted to speak to a man when I was the pond point person, and I told him that he clearly just didn't like that he was speaking to a girl. John nods knowingly, gets this evil grin on his face and goes to help the customer. Five minutes later, I hear a man yelling in the parking lot. I run outside and find the customer screaming at John and cursing him out.

What is wrong with you? Does nobody effing know anything around here? I will never come back. You're all horrible and know nothing about Fish and you're a terrible employee. Or something to that effect. I watched the guy hop into his car, slammed the door and drive off. I asked John what happened. He said, oh yeah, no.

Every time he asked me a question, I said, hmm, not sure. Good question though. I could go get OP and ask she's really our pond expert and apparently he didn't like that customer if you read and remember this F you thanks for reading and down in the comments we have a similar story from Grant B Wilson when I was 21 I had a summer job driving a bus around Bamp for a group of hotels it was free for the guest staying at any of our five hotels in Bamp I had a summer job driving a bus around Bant for a group of hotels. It was free for the guest staying at any of our five hotels in Bant. I had my class for license, which is required to drive

those 24 passenger shuttle buses. I looked like a young, fun-loving guy, because I was. I pulled up to a group of people that were flagging me down. This happens when guests see me, but they aren't at a stop. No worries, I pull over. I open the door and Karen looks right at me with that open mouth gasp that is so signature of Karen's. Well, you're most certainly not old enough to be driving this bus. We kinda just stared at each other through the open door. I didn't know what to say. Someone else pushed Paster and said, looks fine to me and sat down. She stood there in the door and pulled out her phone. I'm calling the hotel to make sure that you should be driving.

All the other guests on the bus sigh. She wasn't finished finding the phone number when someone on the sidewalk outside said, wow look, an eagle. She stepped off the bus for a second to get a look. I closed the door and left her there. Next bus is in an hour. I don't know if there even was an eagle. Our next reddit post is from Nerdopathetic Cause. So my husband works from home and has a very tidy office. I work in a lab and so can't usually work from home, and since our house is small, I never really set up a workspace for myself. And to be honest, I'm not the most organized person. So usually, my belongings are found scattered all over the house. My husband once turned around the car when he realized

that he forgot to make the bid. So my messiness is a challenge for him. Anyway, one day a few years ago while my husband was out, I had to sign something. I couldn't find a pen in my bag, and so I stole one from my husband's desk. A few hours later, the following conversation occurred. Hey, did you take the blue pen off my desk? Oh, yeah, sorry. I riped through the stack of junk on the kitchen table until I find it. Here you go. My husband slightly irritated, said, I wish you wouldn't take my stuff, you're always losing things. Now, I'm a little huffy, because while it's true that I lose things from time to time, we're talking about a $1 paper-made pen, not a Mont Blank.

I say, well, you're the only one with an office full of office supplies. I don't even have any place to keep my own stuff. Well, why don't you just get a bunch of pins and put them all over the house with the rest of your stuff, then you'll be able to find them. And then he stalked back off to his office. Okay fine, I think let's do it your way. I have on Amazon and oh look, 10 pins for 5 pounds. Let's get 3 sets in each color.

Plus a few pin holder cylinders and a pack of sharpies for good measure because you can never have enough sharpies. Add to cart and confirm. The next day, my malicious package fortuitously arrived while my husband was out of the house. When he returned home, he was greeted by a lovely bouquet of pins in the entryway. He was soon to discover a similar bouquet in the kitchen, on the mantle, the table at the top of the staircase, bedroom dresser, and bathroom cabinet. This is a small, too-bidroom house, so pins had suddenly become the primary design motif.

His only comment was an exasperated. Really, to which I just grinned and replied. He did move the one out of the bathroom, but the other state where they were, and are actually pretty handy. I haven't needed to borrow any of his pen sins, so I think we both won. And then down in the comments, we have a similar toy from Balls to Aisha. My ex and I were both smokers, and she couldn't retain possession of the lighter from more than a day or two. She'd misplaced it and was constantly asking me for a light. Then, reflexively pocketing my lighter and putting it in her pocket or purse. For April Fool's Day, I bought 50 lighters off of Amazon. I started by putting 10 or so in her purse.

For the next few days, every time she left the room, I would drop another lighter or two in her purse. There was a bowl in the table near the entrance. I guess her purse got crowded or heavy, so a few days later, there were about 10 lighters in the bowl. That didn't stop me. I kept dropping a lighter to into her purse every day. Before long, the bowl was overflowing and her purse still had a dozen lighters in it. That's when she told me that I'd made my point and to stop with the lighters. And then, Wambu adds, how can her bag get heavier when you add it lighters to it? Metrolinx and cross links are reminding everyone to be careful, as Eglinton Cross-Town LRT

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been a university student. As I was now a young professional and had experienced significant issues with housemates in the past, I decided that I would run a small flat from a reputable agency which specifically catered for young professionals such as myself. I wouldn't be the property which was quite messy and needed to have a few things addressed. But seeing as tenants were still living in their property and the agency assured me that in between tenants the landlord would clean their property and resolve any small issues prior to moving in, I happily signed a contract and wrote a check for the deposit in first month of rent. Two months later, I moved into the property and was welcomed with the following issues.

And then, OP includes an absolutely massive list of all the terrible things that were wrong with this apartment. I'm not going to read them all because it's quite long, but here's a few highlights. The previous tenants had left much of their belongings behind, namely clothes and bidding. The main supply and circuit breaker was ripped from the wall, which is incredibly dangerous. The vinyl floor was ripped up, there was fecal matter on a light switch. The washing machine was broken and the gas cooker was missing burner cap, so it was therefore unusable. It was very clear that two things had occurred here.

The first being that the previous tenants had done a bit of a number on the property. They had not respected the property and had left quite a lot of damage in their wake. They didn't even have the decency to empty the place of their contents, and at a bare minimum, take the rubbish out before leaving. The second issue, however, is that the landlord had evidently not made any significant attempt to bring the property back into a habitable state prior to me moving in. Being the reasonable guy that I was, I called the landlord and asked if he could resolve these issues immediately. Primarily, as the property was genuinely in a dangerous and nonhabitable state. I didn't want to be a dick about it, however, at the bare minimum, the flat should be

safe to inhabit. The landlord dismissed all of my complaints, and stated that his wife had inspected and cleaned the property a few days before, and all was fine. This was a blatant lie. I told him that I was extremely unhappy with the situation and he told me to adhere to the contract which Jude signed. He subsequently hung up on me. Any sympathy I had for that landlord evacuated at this moment. He was happy for me to live in a dangerous property. So I went through my contract line by line and found two key pieces of

information. One, if a property is deemed to be in breach of fire regulations or is deemed uninhabitable by a suitable representative, it is the responsibility of the landlord to resolve such issues immediately. Two, if the landlord cannot resolve such issues immediately, it is the responsibility of the landlord to provide alternative accommodation to the tenant until the property is returned to a habitable state. Fortunately, a close member of my family at the time was a fellow of the Royal Institute of Chartered Surveys. Within the hour, I had a formal letter stating that the property was uninhabitable and dangerous.

I had this email to the landlord. Within 10 minutes, I had a call from him arranging emergency accommodation at a local hotel until he returned from his business trip three days later. On his return, he drove directly to the property from the airport and returned the checks for my deposit and first months rent to me and asked me to move out, which I gladly did. Unbeknownst to him, a copy of the letter had been sent by my family member to the housing arms budman and the local authority. The last thing I heard is that this bloke ended up being investigated, heavily fined, and had to sell the house. So, as I was reading this, my first thought was that the previous

renters must have been really terrible renters. But by the end of the story I was thinking, maybe they actually weren't all that bad. Maybe they also got screwed over by the landlord so they were trying to get a last bit of revenge. Our next reddit post is from Iam Groot. Back in middle school, we had a teacher, we'll call him Mr. Teacher, who was kind of a jerk. He was kind of an odd guy who came off his very condescending to students. He also seemed kind of disinterested in teaching in general. One day, during math class, he's generally butchering a lesson on the basics of algebra. Literally the introduction on how an equation is formed and balanced. One kid is really struggling and asking a lot of questions.

Mr. Teacher is struggling to come up with a coherent explanation. Finally, the class clown, who was actually pretty smart, couldn't handle it any more in interjects. Mr. Teacher, you're explaining this in a really confusing way. It's not as complicated as you're making it out to be. Look, do you want to teach this class? Sure, I bet I can explain it better than you are right now. I'd like to see that.

Go right ahead. Now, the tone of this wasn't friendly. Mr. Teacher was trying to put the kid in his place and he was really sarcastic about the whole thing. You could tell he thought Kid was going to bomb and be embarrassed. Well, Kid marches up to the whiteboard, grabs a marker, and spends five minutes walking the struggling kid through the lesson in front of the entire class. His explanation is clear, it makes sense, and at the end, the struggling kid goes,

oh, okay, now I finally get it, thanks. Mr. Teacher is pretty sour about this turn of events, and picks on a small detail that kid omitted from his explanation. He says, you know kid, you didn't mention anything about this one detail. The kid turns around and looks dead in Mr. Teacher's eyes and says, Mr. Teacher, do you want to teach this class? The class erupts and laughter and clapping as Mr. Teacher looks like he wants to kill the kid. Meanwhile, it was legit like a movie and the bell rings and class ended. Our next Reddit post is from Accounts Attempt 8. I worked for was legit like a movie and the bell rings and class ended.

Our next Reddit post is from Accounts Attempt 8. I worked for an IT company a while back and needed to do a return on a faulty computer component. My tickets would be constantly closed as complete from the vendor with no information given. We realized they used the same ticketing system as us due to a loop created by auto responses back and forth from both systems. We stopped the issue on our side and said, oh well, that's good to know. After a few weeks and over 50 tickets, I was no closer to a resolution. My strategy at that time was spamming them with tickets as they were very easy to create in our system.

I tried calling. I had lane voice mails, but messages stated that all returns are done by their online ticketing system. Okay. I sent my tickets to every department several times a day after getting no response from the returns department or my voice mails. Clearly, the tickets could be closed just as easily on their end with no care or repercussion. Then, I realized I had the answer all along. I asked my boss to remove the new rules he had implemented to stop the loop of responses.

He said another rule to basically auto-clear the responses right after it's received and we've already auto-responded. This was to ensure that it doesn't crash the ticketing system since it was generating a response every few seconds. And I was going to do this on 5 tickets. These responses also generate an email being sent back and forth. That should make for several hundred emails per minute. Better yet, I'm fairly certain images were getting relayed with each response.

On an older or poorly set up system, that's a whole lot of traffic and data coming in. Even worse, if no one there knows what's happening or how to stop it. Many companies don't have an IT department due to overall need. They outsource the companies like mine to fulfill those needs. It took less than an hour. We received a frantic call from the vendor asking us to stop the auto responses from our system because they didn't know how. It had basically taken down their email server because it was full and no one knew how to fix it. Oh, sorry about that. I'm glad you called though. I wasn't sure anyone worked at your company

because I've been trying to contact you for weeks. We didn't notice a problem on our end, but we can see what's going on now. Must be a different setup. Weird. I had a credit for the part before we ended the call. I hung up the phone victorious, called the boss and told him to put the roll back in. We never bought from them again.

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