r/Maliciouscompliance I Got My Toxic Boss Fired By Obeying His Instructions
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r/Maliciouscompliance What happens when a boss asks an employee to do something obviously unethical, and possibly illegal? Sure thing boss, but only after you sign the document to prove that you approved it! The idiotic and toxic boss in today's video basically signed his own death warrant by telling a worker to do something illegal, and the worker was more than happy to maliciously comply
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I'll pass my man
@@memetheanimebois3489 me too, sorry rSlash
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@@jessieM4 Alright someone agrees.
I đŻ % will keep watching this video until you upload again
I had a friend that was taught by her parents not to interrupt, scream (especially scream for help) or take away their attention from another person, their job (when they worked from home) or her little siblings or fight. I asked her "If you aren't allowed to scream for help or fight back what the f are you going to do if you gets kidnapped? Or worse?" She just shrugged her shoulders and said "I don't know". I was taught that it was okay to interrupt if I was hurt or sad. I was taught to scream my lungs out if I was in danger. I was taught to fight back. I was taught that it was okay to do all that. I really don't know what her parents where thinking.
I wasn't taught but it was beaten in to me that my parent's didn't care and there was no point going to them for help.
I'm going to protect all of you. Scream for as loud and long as needed, interrupt when necessary, and fight back with the rage and strength of Kratos himself. Use your Spartan rage! And I'll use my crowbar. I will throw hands for anyone if needed.
@@lonelyronin2428 I'm 37 now, and given my multiple health problems I am getting quite good at speaking up for myself. But thanks.
How did your friends parents misplace their brains and replace them with raw chickens? This is the only logical reason for how they are that dumb.
Your friend's parents sound braindead.
"I stood as well, not liking being the only person sitting" is such a mood.
I was once put in that situation. It was art class. Everyone was making noise except me. I was asleep.( I never excelled in art so no issues. ) Well I just woke up and still being half asleep sat silent for a few minutes and he suddenly thumped the duster and made everyone except me stand. It was super uncomfortable. To this day nobody except me knows that the reason I was silent was because I was asleep.
Even when adults tell kids it's ok to interrupt, scream, and be rude during emergencies, they don't always mean it. I remember when I was a kid during the early 80's "stranger danger" kidnapper scare and all the adults kept telling me to scream and run away and yell for help if I thought someone was kidnapping me. But when I was 7 and that day came where someone in a car scared me and I ran and screamed for help, all the adults just rolled their eyes at me and got upset that I'd dropped the bag of stuff my mom had sent me to the store for. They'd scare me for months on end about the dangers of walking alone, but if I asked my mom to walk me around the block to my friend's house because I was scared, she'd just roll her eyes and tell me to suck it up and go alone because she didn't feel like it. I learned in those moments that they didn't actually mean anything they'd been telling me and none of them were going to have my back if something shady did go down. I was on my own and they did NOT want to hear about it if something actually happened. So I can understand how the kids in those stories also didn't believe the lies. They'd seen what their parents really thought and knew better than to do it.
They warn you about "stranger danger" (which is a crock, btw. The vast majority of danger comes from people you already know, according to security expert Gave de Becker), and tell you to scream for help if you're afraid of being kidnapped, but they SEND A SEVEN YEAR OLD CHILD TO DO THE GROCERY SHOPPING?! Do you know how many stores won't even let an unattended child in the doors?
I'm so sorry your parents did not actually love and value you, as much as they said they did. I hope you have a truly loving family of choice, now.
I loved getting groceries as a kid. There was a corner shop I could go without even crossing a major street... Why would a kid not be allowed some autonomy? I don't get people who call the cops when they see children in a closed backyard(!) without an adult present.
@@bartvandewalle4253 I really loved going to that corner store, too. Especially with my friends. Wasn't as fun going alone after that, tho...when you're a lone 7 year old girl and you know no one's got your back if shit gets bad again while you're walking through the alley...
That's absolutely awful. My mother taught me and I then taught my own kids that screaming, kicking, scratching, biting, punching, thrashing and flailing around is absolutely okay when someone you don't know... Or even someone you DO know (that doesn't give the "password") tries to forcibly take them. Our family has had the same "password" since the 90's. I taught it to my kids and every so often, I ask them what they are supposed to do if someone tries to take them and how to tell if someone other than who they're expecting tries to pick them up from school or from friends houses or whatever.
I absolutely hate that your parents were that awful to you. I can't even imagine. If someone scared my kid into believing that they are not safe... Well then THEY (whoever freaked my kids out) won't be safe. You deserve to feel safe... You did then and you do now. I'm so sorry that that happened to you and that you were made to feel like nobody had/has your back.
Where are you from? Here in Indonesia, the wave of kidnappings happened early 2000s
Chad: *does a felony*
Chad: its not me!
Boss: fired
Chad: UH OH
bruh you are the first comment
lol
if he had to commit a felony he should not sign his name
RUH ROH, LOOKS LIKE WE FRICKED UP
interesting fact, the second story is how you ACTUALLY embezzle money with another company.
Well, if you're smart about it. Then it just looks like manager imcompetence.
You MIGHT get fired, but even if the other company hires you, it doesn't look like anything illegal went down.
It scares me that you know this but I dont know how you know this
are you a lawyer?
@@opinionatedfoxl8369 yes let me give you the name of my law firm after I literally told you how to commit a crime.
I loved the first story. We need more people like OP in this world. Especially with how crazy the world is right now.
Someone told me this when I commented something similar, so i will say the same to you. Don't wish for more people like that, BE A PERSON LIKE THE FIRST OP. If you see someone in need, just crying alone in the street, someone hungry, someone in need of a friend, someone who needs a pack of diapers or he is a few dollars short at the cash register, if you see that just act. Sure according to your possibilities, but just an ear that listens to your problems or a few bucks for a sandwich can make someone's day. I personally host the homeless every winter. This year I picked up a lovely 40 year old woman from the streets, brought her to get tested for corona, and then brought her to my house. I am already acting to find her a job. I got her a haircut, i brought her to the nail salon and got her some face masks. She loves my 2 year old son and she is actually snuggling up with him on my sofa right now. I treat them all like brothers and sisters, i get them on state benefits, find them a job and then help them find an apartment. If they need rehab i get them state paid insurance and get them into rehab (this lady didn't need it, she is clean, just ran from an abusive asshole and got some bad luck that left her on the street). This asshole beat her while she was pregnant with his baby and she lost the baby at 7 months pregnancy. She is so happy to get to spend time with my son.... This girl is one of my favourite that came over, but i love them all and keep in contact. Our family is like an open charity. We do this to give back to society. Sure not everyone can do what we do, it is not easy to trust complete strangers, but still, little gestures are the key to making big changes in someone else's day. BE THE CHANGE YOU WISH FOR. Remember that.
I have tried malicious compliance. But no one at my company ever notices.
When im older im going to try to make a nonprofit to help the homeless
@@heatherthedutch-american1481 that would be so great! Don't give up on this dream. You don't know how happy someone else's smile can make you until you experience it. đ
@@christopherreynolds4506 then you learned you can get away with it either push harder or make it more blatant
As someone with Aspergers, I wouldâve done the same things as OPâs younger brother. If the rule is, no interruptions, you take that person literally and donât interrupt them (even in dire situations). Even considering having to break a rule like that throws you into a panic attack.
Seriously, TEACH YOUR KIDS THAT THEY CAN BREAK THE RULES IN EMERGENCIES!!! đđš
Malicious Compliance: The Way Companies try to sneak out a few hundreds and lose MILLIONS
I've also heard the term: "Penny smart, dollar stupid."
@Mexicanus Prime sometimes to fully heal, you gotta cut off the cancer, the leech, the poison
I was born in 1954 . In many ways, I was reared by the old rules, such as ladies not making scenes in public. When I was in my early 40s, I was in the ladies' room, feeling very sick. Because of my upbringing, I couldn't force myself to call for help in anything other than a soft voice. Luckily, the co-worker whose desk (and open door) were across the hall, thought he heard something and sent a female co-worker to investigate. She helped me before I could pass out. Later I recalled a friend once telling me about a novel either written or set in the 19th century in which the heroine couldn't bring herself to warn the hero that a werewolf was coming up behind him because they had never been introduced -- and a lady did NOT speak to a man without an introduction back then. I thought that was stupid when I heard it, but after my own incident, I understood.
I have aspergers and can say Iâve done the exact same thing as the kid in the story. When you spend your whole life getting yelled at by adults for âpurposely misinterpreting directionsâ you start taking things super literally to keep yourself safe. They arenât allowed to get mad when you do as youâre told.
I used to be a nanny/babysitter. The rule for those kids (asserted by the mom, myself, and the previous nanny) was that "yelling is for danger". It wasn't acceptable to yell just because you were mad, but if you were scared or hurt, then that's exactly what yelling is for, scientifically. It's a survival mechanism and training it our of kids is incredibly dangerous and selfish.
"Yelling is for danger" is probably the most brilliant take on this I have seen. It gives approval to yell when it's appropriate, and it sums up exactly when it's appropriate in a simple way that even small children can understand.
Like my old boss used to say: âIf youâre gonna do bad things, do them right!â He got angrier by the fact people were too lazy to cover their asses and tracks rather than the thing they did wrongâŠI loved that guy!
I would have asked to speak to that McDonaldsâ manager and file a complaint against that employee. He was very rude and unprofessional, youâd be hard pressed to find someone uncomfortable with a homeless person standing outside a business.
Why cry to the manager? Just tell the guy to keep his nose out of your affairs.
@@this_is_a_tiny_town you clearly donât work in customer service. Once that jerk employee was made aware that the homeless man was technically âwithâ a paying customer that homeless man should be treated as a customer as the order is being paid for. (Albeit by someone else but regardless) thatâs like saying to a party of 2 that one of the two must leave for no real reason. Either way this employee would have been costing the company money and his disrespectful attitude to what is technically a customer isnât to be tolerated. As someone who does work in customer service regardless of if someone is homeless or not as long as the company is making money (like say if a good person is buying the homeless person something) and the homeless person isnât doing anything wrong you treat them like a customer not as scum
@@this_is_a_tiny_town Think before you reply next time. lol
I hope op of the first story tells the worker's place to complaine about the worker to get him fired
Most likely the manager was the cowardly ahole who sent out that team member to kick out the homeless man, because from my personal experience majority of minimum wage employee doesn't give a ship as long as it doesn't effect themselves.
RE: Children screaming or being rude when they're in danger. I used to be a preschool teacher, and I worked with some really dumb coworkers. One guy actually told a child "You can't say no to me." I whipped around and said, "Oh yes they can!" and proceeded to explain to him in front of all the students that a child's right to say no to an adult is absolutely necessary. A child needs to know that they can say no, scream, or throw a fit, if an adult is demanding they do something they feel is wrong. I'm not talking about following rules, I'm talking about blindly obeying an adult even if they feel uncomfortable or scared. The idea that a child cannot say no to an adult authority figure is the _worst_ thing you can teach a child.
The story about the little girl being too scared to call for help makes me sad. That little girl is being abused. I was like that as a kid because I quickly realised that if I cried or screamed I would get yelled at and hit, and no matter how much pain I was in my parents didn't care.
At that rate, are they even parents?
@@Chara_Dremmurr true. Every child deserves a parent but not every adult deserves to be a parent.
Hi. Two years late.
She didn't hit me (in this instance), but I remember a similar story about my mom. When I was 14 and still living with my mom, I was going into the laundry room to get a snack, since my grandma (it was her house) was weird and liked keeping the snack food on a shelf in the laundry room. I have the magical ability to trip over empty air, so I tripped in the doorway and fell down the three steps into the laundry room and landed hard on the CONCRETE floor. Having landed on my elbow, I immediately began crying loudly, rolling onto my back and holding my very pain-filled arm. Like, it hurt so bad, I thought it was broken, or something. Over my screaming, I hear my mother call from two rooms away "SHUT THE F-- UP!!" She didn't care that I was screaming because I was injured, just that I was making a lot of noise. Heck, she probably didn't even look away from the TV she was watching.
Well, this got me angry, and I'm petty... so I screamed louder. I heard her yell again, and I raised my own voice again, only stopping when I heard her stomping through the kitchen (laundry room was attached to the kitchen, I don't know why), already snarling about how she was going to beat me (and she meant it, she had a belt in her hand and everything, because obviously that's how you make someone stop screaming). Then she caught sight of me, lying on my back on the concrete and staring up at her with annoyance/pain, holding my slowly swelling elbow, and we stared at each other in silence for a bit. This stupid egg donor then turned AND WENT BACK TO THE TV!! I had to pick myself up off the floor and get a washcloth full of ice for my elbow.
Elbow didn't break but, if I move my arm in a specific way, there's a clicking noise that comes from it to this day. Doesn't hurt, though. But, yeah, a little slice of what it was like living with that walking incubator.
@@Lycan4 I...I dont know What to say other than I wish the incubator 3 times as much suffering as she caused you. What a monster ffs
About that 23Âą... These people got caught overcharging because somebody just had to put in their 2Âą worth, adjusted for inflation of course. đ
Greed will ruin everything eventually, and it's usually greed over tiny things.;
They just be couldn't be content with the thousands they were getting away with, and would have continued to get away with in future.
I was thinking, these people think they're entitled to cheat and game the system, so the loss of 23 cents is a loss of privilege... and that's entirely unacceptable to someone who thinks like that.
The third story is a great example of "The Butterfly Effect". Even the tiniest of things can cause the biggest of events
I live by this.
Same here I've seen it live
@@gravekeepersven82 oh? Care to share?
@@chambothehunter8223 Gladly. I went to the southern side of the phoenix arizona valley to a city known as Chandler. Drove from south mountain to their which is 20 miles. Got there and both me and husband both realized we needed a quarter to get a cart at aldis. So I got to thinking im gonna have to do a cash back of 10$ from the dollar and I told the cashier im gonna do a cash back with 2 snickers to get some quarters and I swear out of nowhere a middle aged woman had given me a quarter out of her change and I was very thankful for it and thanked her greatly and went about my day.
@@gravekeepersven82 well that's certainly thoughtful of her
I saw a similar scene as the first story happening at a McDonaldâs in Japan. Not the employees trying to shoo the homeless man away part, but there was an old man eating with a homeless man and having a really enthusiastic conversation with him. đžâš
"Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake." - Sun Tzu
Seeing quotes on Sun Tzu.. Originally I enjoyed them... Now it's just sad (you didn't ask, ik). I like that quote tho
Pshh, they're not gonna listen anyways
@@NoPersona the funny part is that is a Napoleon quote, not sun tzu
@@kaiseremotion854 Ty for correcting me... Despite it being 4 months... But regardless, its still rather sad to see Sun Tzu quotes
@@NoPersona yea its overdone
the "don't interrupt grandma/mom on the phone" story reminds me of a Theresa Bloomingdale story in "I didn't see it coming when the rabbit died", where the nuns of a catholic church with attached school had taught the kids never to interrupt. So one kid waited patiently (and a while) for the nun and another nun to stop talking and then said, "Pardon me sister, but the sacristy (basically a priest's dressing room) is on fire."
When I went in Cali, there was a McDonalds where there was 2 homeless guys staying there in the back. There weren't bothering anyone and the employees were nice to them. I was pleasantly surprised.
We had a quiet cat that went missing. Finally found it two days later in my dadâs sweater drawer; apparently got shut in there by accident. She didnât make a peep, even though my parents were sleeping in the room with the closed dresser. She did eat part of a sweater, though. Lol.
OP: *does what supervisor says*
Supervisor: you weren't supposed to do that
Nice
The tree story is why my parents always told me and my siblings "unless somethings on fire or someone is hurt tell us later" so we always knew it was okay to yell and interrupt if it was an emergency.
I can never get enough of stories involving idiot managers/supervisors/bosses trying to save pennies only to end up paying thousands!
Re the "not being interrupted" - there was a story, years ago, when a child rushed into the house and tried to interrupt the adult conversation. She was told off for being so rude, and told to wait until the adults were finished talking.
The adults continued their totally inconsequential conversation for several minutes - probably for no reason other than to impress upon the child how unimportant she was - then the mother finally turned to the child. "Now, what did you want to say?"
The child said "[name of baby brother] fell into the pond and I couldn't get him out."
Cue immediate panic as the adults rushed outside. Luckily the toddler was rescued safely, but the rule against interrupting adults was dropped in that household.
"Chad stood. My boss stood. I stood as well."
Chad: THIS IS BULLSHIT!
Boss: DON'T YOU YELL AT ME!
OP: HEY I'M STANDING UP TOO!!
Lmao
Malicious compliance is a perfect fit for my mood today
Story time?
First OP was a sweetheart. I've bought food or given extra sandwiches from my work to homeless people who genuinely looked hungry and in bad shape. It's incredible how effortless it is just to make someone's day a little better, more people should try it.
-_"I feared no men."_
_"But, that 23 cents......"_
_"It scares me."_
I have Aspergers, so when I listened to the Aspergers story; I laughed really hard as thatâs exactly what I did when my sister got hurt growing up XD
About the little girl one, I would like to enhance on that final request:
Please teach your children that:
- when they're scared, they can scream for help, no matter the circumstances
- when an adult, any adult, asks or tells them to undress or wants to do anything to or with them that they don't want, they are completely free to say no, that is okay and if the adult in question persists, it is okay to scream at the top of your lungs
- when an adult tells you that they can't tell their parents, unless it is for a surprise like a birthday present or something, they HAVE to tell their parents and, when in doubt, tell a different adult, someone they trust.
Yeah. WE need to teach our children about special surprises. It's only a special surprise when the person being surprised will actually be pleased by it. Otherwise, it's not, and kids should tell adults about it.
Also: if your kid says their sick, don't just instantly assume they are trying to get out of something. Sure maybe some of the time they are, but there are times when they're not. I get sick every single holiday, almost no exceptions. I also always went to visit my grand parents every summer. (much to my aunts displeasure) At 15 my aunt had a tantrum about me "always ruining the summer", so my mother kept me home. My father was very happy because he, "didn't like mum's family bad mouthing him to me". I started coughing, it got worst I couldn't stop. My mother called me a drama queen, and told me to stop. She said "I know you're just doing this so we will send you to the city. Well it's not going to work". After 1 month of constant coughing, I lost my voice. Mum still thought I was attention seeking. My father(who hated going to the doctor) told my mum I needed to go. My mum angrily took me in. It turns out I had bronchitis/whooping cough (I can't remember). The doctor explained that there was serious damage to my throat and vocal cords from the coughing, and very angrily questioned my mum about why it took so long to bring me in. She actually told him her lame reasoning. The doctor gave me a prescription and told me NOT to use my voice for at least one month. I explained that I was a singer, he told me I'd be lucky if I could speak again after this. My mum then said: "Good maybe now she'll give up on that stupid fantasy about being a 'singer'." The look my doctor gave her was priceless (and I think child welfare was called). I waited six weeks before my mum again called me attention seeking and told me to "knock it off already, it's been more than a month" The first thing I did was try to sing........ I went from singing like Pat Benatar, to singing like Joe Cocker (I'm female) Listen to your kids people!!!! So sorry for the rant. ;)
You "think" child welfare was called, but you don't know for sure, because clearly, they left you in that abusive household. I'm so sorry. This is heartbreaking.
@@AuntLoopy123 Thank you! The reason I said I think they were called, is because my father was a jerk. He made enemies of everyone he met. He even tried to isolate my mother and my siblings(myself as well). He would mouth off around anyone who came near us. At some point people just stopped trying to "help" us at all. My mother was no better. Her family tried to get her to leave him many times, even when she did, she just went back. They are almost all blocked now, I just don't put up with their drama.
My dad almost drowned because he fell into a river as a toddler and all of the kids had been taught not to interrupt an adult's conversation.
Ooohhh man the $0.23 guy got his butt kicked đ€Šââïž
First story : I hope that the homeless guy is doing better now... what OP did for him was one small act of kindness, but it probably made his day... Second story : Chad got he deserved đ
The story makes it quite clear that the homeless man refused to use the facilities provided to him by the taxpayer and instead thought he had the right to loiter on private property. Not sure why we use taxpayers' money for the homeless at all, let alone bother when so many people think it is okay to refuse that help and instead go and hassle other people.
@@odysseus2656 I can't remember which state but there was a governor who was investigating why the homeless wasn't using any of the facilities that they set up for them you know like homeless shelters and other things like that he went in dressed as in homeless man for 3 days and discovered all the corruption bullshit drug abuse dealing just everything that you could see was happening there including people being shaken down for protection money
@@odysseus2656 if I have time later on I might send you the story if I can find it
"Please teach your kids it's OK to interrupt, scream, cry, or even not listen to adults." Yes, please!
Do you know how often a child, or even a grown adult (usually a woman, who was taught this as a child) is molested, or even raped, and when people ask, "Why didn't you fight off the person, or even just scream?" the answer is, "You taught me I was never allowed to do that." Even more disheartening, "Why didn't you say NO, when teacher (or other adult or person in authority) tried to get you to (insert horrible sexual activity here)?" "Because you taught me I am never allowed to disobey, no matter what."
Do you know how many times children have literally been punished for defending themselves against abuse? Even when the parent says, "Yes, well, that person had no right to hurt you that way, and it was truly awful. However, you should not have punched that person in the nose to get them to stop. You NEVER punch a person, no matter what." "OK. I'll just let them beat me to death then. Sorry, Dad." What's worse is that the punch in the nose WORKED, shocking the abuser long enough for help to arrive, but the child learned that he was completely unloved and refused to accept any show of love from "Dear Old Dad," after that, until reaching the age of majority, moving out, and going completely no contact. And Dear Old Dad can't figure out why. Because he taught his child that "I don't love you enough to protect you, or allow you to protect yourself. You're just not worth it."
Be careful what you teach your children. They will learn.
I didn't understand at the time, but my father had what we now call PTSD. His ship went down in the Pacific, and he listened to the screams of his shipmates dying. So, screaming was a big no-no when I was growing up.
I couldn't float when I was a kid because I was lean and muscular , so I couldn't swim (my how times have changed). My older sister (18) took my brother (14) and I (10) to the gravel pit so she could meet with her friends, and they both took off. It was absolutely forbidden for us to go there, which I found out later.
I was trying to float and dog paddle, and was apparently successful because I managed to get to the drop off. Where I instantly sank like a rock. I remembering clawing my way to the surface... and never made a noise when I got there. Sank again and got back to the surface, where I managed to get back to where I could touch. I remember people on the shore staring at me. I spent the rest of the day making sure I stayed in the shallows practicing my new found not drowning skills.
When I got home, I was proudly announcing to our parents about learning to swim and how. My sister got in serious trouble. My parents asked why I didn't scream. I told them they'd always said not to scream when you're in the water because people would think you're drowning. They explained that if you ARE drowning, it's really okay to scream.
I made sure, when I became a parent, that I explained the exceptions to rules.
I have a friend who was on the street. Good lad. Honestly, I'm sure quite a few homeless people don't deserve to be out there.
Agreed. Some get dealt a bad hand.
Nobody deserves to be out in the streets.
There would be a social safety net to catch those who would end up on the streets.
I got shouted at once by a teacher for "interrupting a conversation" so I sat and waited and when I finally told her the problem she said "why didn't you say this sooner, this is important" like um ???? You told a 6 y/o not to interrupt they don't know when something is super important or incredibly silly. Anyway I think about that whenever I hear about kids who don't know when they're allowed to interrupt and its definitely taught.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" "I literally did, but you told me to shut up and not interrupt you. This is your fault. Own it."
But what six year old is going to even know he can do that, let alone actually do it? Very few, and only the ones who have been taught to go ahead and interrupt, forcefully, if necessary, and not take, "Not right now" for an answer. So not this teacher's kid, for sure.
The tree accident - I had something similar happen to me. When I was about 11 or 12, I was at the lake with my best friend and little sister. We took out rowboat out to a swim raft and had a great time just jumping, playing and splashing around. Then, as I was climbing up the ladder, the step I was on broke off and cut my leg pretty deep. The blood mixing with the water made it look like someone got murdered. We got in to the boat and started to ârowâ, my sister and friend were in complete panic and just slapped the surface of the lake with the oars, not going anywhere. I tried to calm them down and stop the blood with towels at the same time. Eventually after much yelling, splashing and arguing we finally reached shore. My friend ran up to my moms house and told her she had to come pick me up because I was injured. My mom just said âweâre having coffee now, she can walk homeâ (Iâm not exactly sure HOW my friend told her, because thatâs not like my mom at all). So friend ran back and told me what my mom had said. So... i started walking, doubled over with a big towel wrapped around my leg, dripping blood as I went. Eventually I got home and when my mom saw me she panicked as well. She drove me to the hospital and laying on the stretcher the chock wore off, and I almost shook of the surface, they had to tie me up so I wouldnât fall down. They glued the gash (no stitches because I was a chicken and refused having any needles near me). Anyway, still have a nice big scar and a not very satisfying story to tell.
RE: the $0.23 story. In the 1970s my wife was working in the menswear department of a huge department store when two men actually shoplifted a canoe! An employee mentally connected the dots when they were caught a few days later trying to shoplift two paddles! World class nitwits!
The level of arrogance Chad showed with that malicious compliance was mind boggling. It's almost something special and makes me wonder how long he and his partner were skimming money that he thought nothing of signing proof of his illegal activities.
I think the 23 cents story is about a whistleblower. Closed knit groups are ridiculously tough to escape from. Especially if you're new or have nowhere to go. I've had my hours inflated(but I got nothing out of it) a few times. One time boss asked me how I managed to take 2 days off and have the same hours that week and all I could say was "I wasnt the one who turned the teams hours in". That was enough of a clue.
If a parent can't recognize their child is terrified about something, she stinks as a parent.
I had to explain to my son a few years ago (he was 7) that i, "mom", am the only adult he has to 100% listen to.
My brother tried to kill me, I told my Son to Run! Brother told him not to move, and he froze. Now he's terrified of fights and has what I call "fight-mares".
Gavin de Becker, in "The Gift of Fear" tells us that if a villain tells you NOT to do something, that's exactly the thing you should do.
For example: A villain comes up to you at the buffet table at a party, pulls a gun on you (subtly) and tells you, "Don't scream. Don't make a scene. We're going to go outside and talk privately." He's telling you, "I will get in BIG trouble if you scream and make a scene about me pulling a gun on you. So don't do that. I want you to quietly come somewhere private where I can kill you uninterrupted by do-gooders who could actually stop me or render effectual aid for you."
I'm glad you explained that to your son. I'm just sorry it took too late. And I'm sorry your brother is a villain.
The Chad in the second story is a complete pillock, just accept that you made a mistake. People that double down on their own stupidity are the worst to work with
He doubled down because it wasnât a mistake, he was actually trying to embezzle the money.
He and a 'buddy' of his from the other company did plan on splitting the extra amongst themselves after it was filled out as embezzlement. The whole thing went bad for them since OP managed to cover their butt by getting "Chaddy boy" to sign the invoice thus exposing the whole scheme. It's like if Flintheart Glomgold from Duck Tales (the 2017 one) 'tried' to attempt embezzlement.
@@101Crock if that is the case then :
1 - he's really stupid for signing his name next to it when someone points out he's caught.
2 - he's not embezzling and is an arrogant idiot
@@beelzebud94 What do you mean "if that is the case"? That is the case, it says so right in the post! He was planning on halving profits from the deal with someone at the other company.
Also, it is embezzling because he, in effect, stole money from the company he works for.
Though, I do agree that he shouldn't have signed it, but I suspect that OP wouldn't have put in the invoice if Chad didn't sign it, thus Chad had to sign the invoice for the deal to go down. He just forgot to cover his own ass in the process.
@@101Crock I mean, it is speculation in the post on what he was doing. I get if it walks like a duck and sounds like a duck, but still. I'd like to think anyone planning on embezzlement would know what that is and wouldnt sign their name on it no matter what
The comments are like a desert.
Haven't been this early is a minute.
Lol had an uptight Japanese manager in a Chinese restaurant I worked at as a waiter. There was a serious rodent problem, as in several occasions customers calling me over and telling me a mouse/rat just ran across the floor, in the middle of lunch/dinner, with neighboring tables nodding in agreement.
I instantly noticed that instead of the busboys vacuuming after the dinner shift, they waited until the next morning, leaving a HUGE smorgasbord of rice, won tons and other food scraps on the floor all night long. Is it any wonder there was a rodent problem?
So I suggested to the manager after a rodent sighting, giving away another batch of meals for free to the offended customers, that the busboys vacuum at night after the place closes and the customers leave, then there wouldn't be all night buffet for the rodents. He said if they vacuumed the floor at night it would take them longer and they would have to be paid for the extra time. I replied, yes but they would be able to come in that amount of time later in the morning because that work was done- it would even out and not cost any more than before and the mouse problem would be solved. He got angry and exploded, "You are a waiter, you are not paid to suggest things!!!" I stifled a laugh and dropped the subject, looking foreward to more mouse sightings and disgruntled customers that didn't come back or leave a tip.
The irony being the problem would be solved with no extra cost, plus all of the free meals given away would cease, actually being financially beneficial, plus no mouse rumours, and he and the busboys could have gotten to work 20 minutes later every morning, which is always nice, but what do I know, right? I just a lowly waiter, so sorry, I so sorry! Lol!
Actually, since it costs more gas to start your engine than to idle an already running engine for 90 seconds, he's also wasting gas by turning his engine off at every red light.
When I was in the sixth grade, I was walking home from a friend's house and it started to get dark. A car stopped and the driver asked me if I wanted a ride but I declined as I didn't recognize the driver. My mom, who has always been an authoritarian, had a similar "don't interrupt me while I'm on the phone - NO EXCEPTIONS" rule. So when I got home, of course she was on the phone. I waited maybe 15 or 20 minutes for her to finish then told her a stranger tried to pick me up. She yelled at me like it was my fault she created a rule and took into account nothing that could be considered an exception to her tyrannical and completely senseless rules. That was right about the time I stopped taking her seriously about anything and never gave her credit for trying (not that she tried to be a decent parent anyways).
That truck story was the making of a Scooby Doo villain
I taught my daughter that it's okay to raise your voice when you need help or someone else needs help basically the same as one of the people said in the story. I also taught her a code word/phrase ( as she got older and could remember better, there was more than one for different situations) and I told her no one would come pick her up saying that I said to pick her up unless they know the code word/phrase and I told her that was the case for either in her relative. We never had to use that when she was a kid's. When she was 23 and started dating a new man who was hurting her and not letting her leave the house that code word/phrase really freaking came in handy. I won't tell her story on here but I thank god or goddess or multiple deities or whoever that I did that
I believe the embezzlement story 100%. A long time ago a company that I was working for had massive layoffs (me included) because they were losing money like crazy and couldn't figure out why. Turns out that my boss, the purchasing manager was in cahoots with one of our head accountants. The system was set up so that only certain departments could preform certain functions so the accountant would enter a false company into the system and my boss would create false purchase orders for material. She also had access to the shipping and receiving portal so she would create the order, receive it in, and the accountant would process the received order for payment and send out the check. The two of them would split the profits 50/50. From what I heard this happened over the course of a couple of years and once the investigation into the money started, the accountant quickly left the company. Come to find out, my boss stole over $80,000! To make matters worse, the owner of the company was her uncle. Yes, she stole that much money from her own family! From what I heard, they were investigating me too thinking I was in on it but I knew nothing about it and was never contacted. Last I heard, my boss's mom begged her brother not to prosecute his niece because they're family, so he just fired her. The ironic part, after all this happened, my boss had enough nerve to call me and ask me if I could "loan" her $200 after I was let go! I told her that since I was unemployed, I couldn't do it. Last I heard, the accountant was working as a tool booth operator until she was caught embezzling from the toll booth company and my boss was working as a clerk in some office. Not malicious compliance, but just wanted to share my story and that embezzlement does happen!
When I was little I lived with my mom and brother. We had a really crappy lawn mower and my mom hated having to start it. Anyways I went out to ask if I could get a snack and she got mad at me cause she had to shut the mower off to hear me and told me not to bother her while she was mowing. Anyways fast forward 20min or so and I notice a candle she had lit in the basement had caught a plastic plant on fire and was growing. Well que malicious compliance. I went outside and waited patiently in plain view until she finally (maybe 5 minutes) shut the mower off and asked what I wanted. I smiled and said the house is on fire. Lol she freaked out and got mad at me again. Luckily the fire didn't spread much beyond the plastic plants and did some slight smoke damage to the wall and ceiling. She still brings that story up 27 years later. Lol
Bro if these stories were animated.... it'd be GOLD.
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@@Nerobyrne She means the Bots
@@dumbass9870 She means the bot
@@PsyChromed oh, haha I actually didn't know that
The kid who broke his arm and wasn't allowed to interrupt his grandma on the phone, guaranteed she would have thrown a fit and made him wait anyway, that whole 'oh you need to tell us if it's an emergency' was probably for the social workers benefit. Guaranteed the OP has more stories like that. I had two abusive parents, slipped and hurt myself and the 'mother' was on the phone, when I interrupted her and told her I'd hurt myself and couldn't move my wrist she laughed, told me to get on with it and carried on her phone call. Didn't take me to the hospital, I went to school injured and a teacher sent me to the nurse, I told her what had happened and the school nurse rang the mother and she said it was nothing and to let me go back to lessons. Ended up finally going to the hospital and it was a fracture that had partially healed and they left it. Still have trouble with the wrist now. The hospital also gave me some liquid pain relief, the parent's wouldn't let me have it and the father drank it because he said he needed it more than me. Still remember him swigging from the bottle and trying to tease me saying it was his and not mine. Same people who sent me to school with the mumps and the school kept phoning the mother and sending me home, happened three times until they told her she needed to stop or they'd take it further. The mother took me to the doctor only because she thought they would tell the school it was ok for me to go. They didn't. The doctor shouted at her and told her she was an idiot, i laughed and got a beating for laughing, got more liquid pain relief which again I wasn't allowed and the father drank because he said he needed it more than me. I was confined to my bedroom for a week and given bread and butter because I was told I was costing them money by being at home, and if I'd gone to school I would have gotten free school meals. No, I don't have anything to do with these vile specimens anymore.
Good god.
Sounds like a horrid pair of people so terrible at being parents and incapable of learning from it, and still wondering why they don't have any contact with their kids and eventual grandkids. How was CPS not called on them after all of that?
@@RiptoGakt I have so many stories of their behaviour towards me, that even after being able to talk it through and have therapy it still stays with me and I think it always will. I want to say it was a different time (I'm 45) but that doesn't excuse why so many people knew I was being abused and didn't do anything to help me. I suffer with bad health as a result of being malnourished and neglected. And the no contact thing is entirely my fault apparently. It's all about them and how hard done by they are. After I did get away from them I spoke to the police because they were harassing me for money (apparently they wanted back every penny they spent on me in my life, I thought about putting ÂŁ5 in an envelope for them) the officers I spoke to said they would like to pursue historic abuse charges against them, but to be honest I just wanted to get away, i never in a million years thought escape was an option so I wanted to bolt through that open gate and not look back. I'm a big believer in God (or whoever's in charge) pays debts without money and they'll get theirs.
My little brother got his neck stuck in the leg of a spring-hinged camp bed and nearly died because Mum had me trained not to interrupt her when she was talking and our baby brother was panicking too badly to do more than cry and scream our brother's name, so Mum assumed he'd been picked on and yelled at the other room for my little brother to knock it off. Luckily her friend was visiting with their kids and one of them said 'C is stuck in the camp bed and he can't breathe' so I still have two brothers...
Those complacent cud chewing children brought up to mind and never bother the adults are the ones who are abducted and freaking disappear every year.
"Be a good little lump and just sit there, Timmy. . . Hey, where's Timmy?"
" That nice man gave him a candy bar then had him get in the trunk!"
Back in Spring of 2000, I was doing Federal Work Study for my local community college. I was allotted 20 hours per week ($6/hour). During my 2nd week, my boss told me that if I stayed and worked over the 20, that they were required to pay me for it. So I started putting in 40 hours a week. And since it was federal, no taxes were deducted. So my take home pay was $240 per week.
After that semester, changes were made to the Work Study program so that even if you worked over, you wouldn't be paid extra.
kid: Mom the house is on fire
mother: sush I'm on the phone
kid: *sweating and heat intensifies*
Could u put out some more tree law videos. Those are the best! Also. Keep up the great work Rslash!!
That dude for the 23c is almost certainly in the hospital or 6ft under ground after his team finds out he screwed it up
I was also told not to interrupt parents when they are on the phone so when I was making noodles and a plastic bag fell from the above cabinet onto the fire I didn't say a word, even as it burned my hand and bits of burning plastic fell onto my feet, even when I dumped the burning bag into a pot of water, even after I finished my noodles....I didnt want to be rude afterall!
OMG YES!!! Please teach your kid they don't need to listen to every adult! The only one who has any right to tell them what to do is their parents or guardian and even then tney shouldn't blindly follow without critical thinking. A child who is obedient to every adult is in real danger of being taken advantage of in so many very unpleasant ways. Kids grow up learning how to become adults and that includes having a voice to say when they need help or something isn't right.
The time clock change doesnât make sense for the factory workers either. Itâs just a way for companies to steal from employees. Need the line to start at 8 on the dot so you need employees to clock in before 8 then that means you need to start paying them before 8.
My mom had ridiculous rules with interrupting phone calls. My little brother fell out of the top bunk of his bunk bed while we were rough housing in his room, and hit his head on the guard rail for the lower bunk, and was unconscious, and she absolutely refused to talk to me because she was on a pleasantry call with my aunt. I told her it was an emergency, and she scoffed at me and still refused, so I tried to blurt it out and she shouted over me and said it's rude to interrupt a phone call, said she would discuss how long I was grounded after she got off the phone, and then she locked herself in the laundry room. I'm about to unplug the base of the house phone when he wakes up screaming and crying, and she runs out when she hears him bellowing, and then screams at and blames me for not telling her, and doubles my grounding, so I was grounded for a month because I got grounded for 2 weeks because I tried to interrupt to tell her my brother hurt himself, and another 2 weeks because I was unsuccessful. My story clearly belongs in r/EntitledParents
I hope you told your teachers that you were grounded for trying to save your brother, and grounded because your mother refused to save your brother, but would rather chat with a friend and that was YOUR fault.
And the school counselor.
and the cops...
Your mother was abusive to you "the scapegoat," and to your brother, "the golden child." She taught you that you were automatically wrong, and taught him that he was automatically right.
@@AuntLoopy123 My mom actually made me both the scapegoat AND the golden child, and my brother barely existed. You hit the nail on the head that she's a NarcParent, though, and she's also an alcoholic in denial and child abuse survivor with PTSD and Atlas syndrome, all of which she would take out on both of us, in all fairness. She was very poorly behaved as a child, so she also projects all of her negative habits and behaviors from both past and present onto everyone else around her as an excuse to be manipulative, fake, emotionally walled off, selfish, and untrusting. I'm bipolar and autistic, so I was very gullible and easy to manipulate at that age. I did mention it in school. I was going to a special needs/alternative school, with a bunch of "problem children" so the teachers were busy with that and the counselor did not care - I honestly think that lady was high on Adderall and either weed or some other downer, as she was totally checked out, but at the same time really peppy, uptalking, and fake - she reminded me of my mom, tbh, so it's no surprise she took my mom's side when I brought it up. I had already been in-patient institutionalized for my mental health, so I was afraid of/distrustful of police, and that has only amplified with the knowledge of police brutality and corruption made possible by smartphones and social media in recent years, but at 13, and with my issues, I was far from mature or prescient enough to know that something was wrong to that degree, let alone to call the cops unless someone was in clear danger or there was an overtly obvious accident/emergency. I knew something was off, but I was focused on fights with my mother that she would start on purpose to initiate me into an episode as means of manipulation and control, and my mother had convinced me via gaslighting that I was the sole problem. I excelled in academics, nonetheless, to point I could sleep in class and make A's and B's in every subject, and that's part of where my little brother picked up his complex, as he was more of an athlete than a scholar, with my mom always comparing our grades, and the fact that he had to work twice as hard as I did just to make C's, and he was smaller in stature than I was, shorter with narrower shoulders, but he was able to build muscle, where as I was taller and thinner, and can't put weight on to save my life, despite always being hungry. Either way, he always felt like he was in my shadow. My dad did his best to make up for my mom's shitty parenting, but he worked a lot of hours as a GC to upkeep the lifestyle my mom practically demanded. Nevertheless, my brother quit both the Varsity Soccer and Football teams his senior year of high school, and lost his scholarships. Now he mooches off of his girlfriend and does heroin while she goes to law school, claiming she's gonna fix him and all this and that. I know, that's a lot to unpack, with no formatting and paragraphs, but I'm about to go to sleep, since it's like 2 am.
If you are running a scam like that overtime thingy, reporting any amount short on your paycheck is a dumb move. If I was getting thousands from overtime work I didn't do, even a full $100 short on my paycheck is something I can just shrug off. But someone thought 23 cents was worth the risk đ€Ł
Remember in Office Space where they write a program to funnel all of the fractions of a cent? Years ago my dad caught his company doing something similar. He kept finding his weekly paycheck off by a few cents every week. Turned out they had been rounding down by a few cents here & there. The company wasn't big enough for this to make anyone rich, but enough to add a comfortable padding to someone's pocket.
The tree thing reminds me of when my bus driver forgot that I was on the bus (in school) and didn't realize that I was still on there when they got to the bus depo. She was super kind and asked me why I didn't speak up I told her I didn't want to get in trouble. She drove me home in her personal car and I'll never forget Sue (her). Of course she called my parents first
One thing about corporate executives is that a lot of them adhere to "Efficiency above all else" mandate, which they attempt to lower costs by doing stupid things, cutting corners, firing or downsizing departments. The goal is to save money, and they generally don't look beyond what is literally right in front of them. So long term consequences are beyond their purview. Their intent is to save the company money, and see some of that saved money put back into the executive as an end of year bonus or raise. It almost always backfires badly. It's plain greed.
4:13 When OP says they stood because they didn't want to be the only one sitting, all I could think of was Steve Carell in Anchorman going "Loud noises!!"
Hi, everyone.
I never know what to say on these videos lol
same, every time I comment something, people immediately argue over it.
I never know what to comment at all
You did this time.
Congratulations.
Virgin gang rise up
If a homeless person is asking for food, and you are inclined to help, I strongly recommend having a meal with them. First off, it eliminates any possibility you get scammed. You know they're not going to just buy drugs/booze. Secondly, it will be a rewarding experience for both of you. Let's be honest, if you're doing that, it's because you feel good about helping someone. Nothing wrong with getting more out of that. And they get someone that actually listens to them. It's all too common to just look the other way. Add to that the fact that social media may not be readily available to them, they could probably use a friend. Even if you never see them again, you've both created a positive memory.
The aspie kid just sits down and patiently waits before delivering the urgent news?
Acually, that checks out. I'm an aspie too, and as a kid, and even into my late teens, that's totally what I would have done.
For the "kid who didn't want to disturb" story, I have my own about myself.
I have Tourettes, so when I was undiagnosed and thus untreated I would frequently have massive tantrums over nothing and get set home for a few days.
My dad (whom we are convinced I got it from him) would send me to my room with the explicit order that I wasn't allowed to leave.
Guess who peed themselves out of fear of being reprimended
During all of my childhood(5-16) i never realized adults could be wrong too, i would always assume i was wrong if an adult said so and that they were Nice People (no matter how horribel they were to me) and I remember one Day when i was 12-15 that i got stuck, i don't remember where on the school but some where, it was extreme ly uncomfortable, even painful. So i was about to scream for help when my brain automaticly went to: dont bother adults (teachers), just be quiet and wait for help. I had my Phone so what i did was that i bit my thum really Hard so that i forgot about the pain of being stuck. Then i took my Phone and started playing on it. Im not kidding when i say that hours went by, my Phone rqan out of battery but i still didnt make a sound. I ended up fainting and not walking up for a few days (i was discovered the next day). When i woke up i was in the hospital, i don't really remember the pain but i remember being proud of myself for not bothering anyone, (i didnt see who was close to me, i just didnt call put at all). Especial ly after my parents said that i did a good job and were proud of me. I now realize how horrible parents they were at The time. They even told me "you dont need to bother anyone with the details of what happened, maybe just say you fainted immediately or something. We wouldnt want to be a bother, now would we?" (and also my stupid ass trusted them and said just that. I still havent gotten over how i was brought up, i have extreme trouble asking for help of any kind, and have huge feara of People talking behind my back. I truly hope ill get over this soon, and if anyone was wondering im pretty sure I got stuck inside and around the end of the Day. Thank for reading and I hope you have a good day:)
OH MY GOD! Your parents knew EXACTLY what they did wrong, and what danger they put you in, but they coached you to lie to save them from embarrassment! Holy Heck In a Handbasket!
I hope you find a better family of choice than your family of origin, who clearly did not love you. I'm so sorry. It's awful! You weren't even discovered until the next day? Weren't your parents raising a fuss within an hour of you not coming home from school? Weren't they raising a fuss ALL NIGHT LONG?!
And they say, "You endangered yourself and could have died of exposure! We're so PROUD of you!"
Phew. I thought I was going crazy when I didnât find the video!
I once submitted a mileage slip for 32 miles, but I got paid for 32 HOURS. And since it was on top of my normal hours, it was all overtime. It was almost 3 times my usual pay. None of my bosses knew what to do about it. In fact, when I showed it to the store manager, he gave me a big thumbs up! Really? I deposited the check and waited for the eventual fallout, which never happened, and that was 20 years ago.
One thing i can't stand about the not interrupting rule is when people don't shut up and just talk nonstop. If i have to wait for you to finish before I can talk, then you limit how long you talk so i have an opening.
In response to teaching children when to be noisy/interrupt/etc., TL;DR: I almost choked to death and didn't get my mother's attention for help due to having gotten in trouble at night before.
I was a dumb kid and used to like putting things in my mouth beyond the age of 3 because the different tastes were one of my greatest joys (looking back on it, it was probably a sensory thing due to being autistic, but I wasn't diagnosed then). Metal was my absolute favourite, and if I was left alone for even a few seconds I'd probably find something to put in my mouth. I also used to have these magnetic toys that you could build things with, that had magnetic rods and metal balls.
One night, when my mother put me to bed (which I had arranged on the floor due to being a weird child), I couldn't get to sleep and then I noticed a few of these rods and balls in a box near me. I grabbed one of the balls and put it in my mouth, greatly enjoying the flavour.
Now this is a smooth metal sphere.
And it slipped back.
I started choking on it. I put my fingers in my mouth desperately, trying to reach it, but I could only glide my fingers over the smooth surface. There was nothing to grip. I couldn't breathe, and while I wasn't old enough to really understand death I knew this was bad. I was struggling desperately for what felt like an eternity.
But I didn't get up, I didn't make noise (beyond the general choking noises), I didn't try to let my struggle be known, because I'd gotten in trouble for being awake when I should be asleep before. I thought my mother would be furious with me for being awake. So I continued trying to grab it in vain. (And this is the part that shows parents need to teach their children when to get attention, regardless of prior instructions/routines.)
Eventually it got dislodged from my choking (obviously, otherwise I would't be typing this and my mother would have found my corpse that night instead) and I spat it out. My heart was beating fast, I had saliva all over my pillow and my hand, I was getting air in, and just thinking about what I did. I soon went to sleep with my mother being none the wiser that she almost lost her only child. I stopped playing with those rods and balls, despite greatly enjoying them before, due to what had happened. My mother didn't know how close I came to death until almost 10 years later when I reminisced, and she admitted she did wonder why I suddenly stopped playing with them, but she was also so shaken knowing she almost lost me.
Man, Tex sounds like a great guy. Good thing that Chad got what he deserved lmao
Anyone else notice when a name like tex pops up Rslash goes southern.
I worked at a car rental company, doing simple accounting. One day, I discovered odd charges on the card I was in charge of balancing (most charges were 15, 25, up to 150 dollars was normal, there were two charges for 32k), and I brought it up to management. Someone had purchased a car for themselves, on the company credit card. Unfortunately, my supervisor got credit for it, including a nice promotion, because I was just an intern.
My story to how I got a scar on my leg. It been awhile since I got it so I don't remember most of the detail. But here we go.
Me and my older brother was in the woods that we own at my dad's house. We was playing in a small pond that we have near the field (where we grow plants and food) and as we was playing in the water, I thought I heard my mother calling for us like she usually do. I told my brother about it and started walking back to the house. But when my brother called for me to stay, I just ignored him so instead of, you know, running up to me and stopping me, he threw a bamboo stick at me (this bamboo stick was like 6 foot tall and the end of it was cracked into two sharp points). The bamboo stick hit me in the leg with the sharp point and stupid little me decided to pull it out and start running home. And I hear from behind me
"wash the blood off with the water on the ground" my brother
So me listening to my bro who did this to me, did it. Each time I see a lot of blood, drop, rinse and keep on running. It only took me and my brother like three maybe four minutes of running to get inside.
Once inside, I walk up to my mom who was on the phone. I was holding my leg and I was waiting for her to look at me even if I'm calling for her to look at me so I can show her my wound.
It took me like five or maybe ten minutes to get her to hang up on whoever she was on the phone with. I'm standing next to her, holding my leg as blood was rolling on the wood floor under my feet.
She frowns and told me to hop in the shower which my big sister was in, taking a shower. So I did what I was told and my sister was horrified by her little sister jumping in the shower. My sister jumped out of the shower as I am washing the blood off of my leg and wound.
I have a high pain tolerance so it wasn't really hurting like most people would think. But after everything, my mom wrap my leg and took me yo the hospital to get a shot and my leg glued up.
But the sadly, the doctors told me that I couldn't go swimming until the glue was gone and I wanted to go swimming that day since it was my favorite thing to do. But I listen and now I have a scar on my leg and it will be there forever.
Funny enough I have a story about stepping on a razor blade before our trip to the mountain but I'm not going to tell that one
My friend (who is a RN) taught her kids (three girls aging 2-8) when they yell and scream "there better be blood, flood or fire". She uses it both when they get in a fight or something, AND when she is sleeping after a night shift (yes, the dad or grandmom watches the kids then, but still, she wants them to wake her up if something like it happens)
Last year my work also switched the time clock to a quarter hour system and got pissed at me for taking 15 minute lunches when I only clocked in a minute or 2 early. So I figured it out and from then on I took 45 min lunches and they never complained again for not taking half an hour lunch.
Itâs sad because in this world, people rather let a homeless suffer and arrest anybody who helps them instead of helping get them off the streets and expect them to leave a property when they have no place. During this pandemic, some people have became homeless and learned the hard way of what itâs like!
I can't believe they would be foolish enough to add that many hours of overtime. If they had only been adding an hour here and there chances are no one would have caught it even if they had looked right at the numbers.
I was 19/20 when my mother first heard me say the F-bomb. I'm not saying I'm a complete angel when it comes to cursing.
It was Christmas Eve and we have a potluck at our house for family and friends. We generally make Mexican food and then other people would bring whatever they wanted. I'm the designated Guacamole maker. So I'm right in the middle of cutting open the avacados and I was digging out the pit of one of them with my knife. Slid straight through and I cut my finger. I yelled "OH F****!!!" My mom came running to the kitchen to see what happened. After that she too me to the ER and I got 3 stitches put on my ring finger on my left hand. Now over 10 years later when ever I make Guacamole I get made fun of and told not to cut my finger.
They way they embezzled the companies will show up regardless if the signatures were there or not. It's likely not going to be a one time deal and the missing $100 will cause an audit. Chad would turn up in charge of all the projects that were mishandled and the same with the woman in Tex's company.
The signature does help place OP outside suspicion pretty quickly though.
I once read a story that was the complete opposite of the first story. Someone went to McDonaldâs and they saw a guy set his meal down on his table and just leave to go get some ketchup. While heâs getting ketchup, a woman and her kids come to where he was sitting and just pick his tray up and throw it away and then just sit where he sat and starting eating and the guy came back and just stared as he saw what they did and the saddest part is the person said the guy looked homeless and it was probably his only meal to eat that day
That's theft. Not that the police would probably have cared, but it's still theft.
23 cents...you can't fix that brand of stupid greed
Sounds like the little girl that didnât believe she should be loud when hurt has had the experience before, still getting an additional ass whoopin for being too loud. Even when in danger DO NOT STOP mommy or daddy from living their BEST LIVES
Boss: "Do what I told you to!!"
OP: "Okay."
Boss: "gets fired*
Boss: *visible confusion*
Had a similar thing happen at my work, albeit on a much smaller scale. We provide "grandparents leave", 2 days so a person can be with their children at the birth of their grandchild. One of my reports took 3 days, claiming she was entitled to 5 days and would take the other 2 the following week. I told her that she was only allowed 2 days, and would have to use one of her annual leave days for the third. At this time, we were changing leave management tools, so the new system was auto-approving leave applications without manager intervention. I got a notification after the fact that she had put in 2 separate leave applications, one for 2 days as allowed and a third day, all as grandparents leave. I contact HR and told them to revoke the third day and if a new leave application was not sent through, then this day would be treated as leave without pay.
I never really got taught that it was okay to get loud or speak up if something was really wrong. Neither I nor my brother is good at it and when we do actually get hurt at this point we stay quiet about it. Now I'm into larping and when I get killed or something there I go down quiet which is leading to lost gold and a lot of time on the ground or dying but I just go down quite every time and I think people are starting to feel bad about it lol
9:45 I have a similar story from my grandfather, this was back when he was young and had been left alone with his younger brother. They lived next door to their grandmother so they weren't completely alone. My Grandpa's younger brother was quiet the mischief maker and that day decided to stick his hand in the blender, luckily the blades were dull so he kept his fingers but he was stuck, my grandpa went over to get their grandmother, he, being aspergers, kept by the rule to never interrupt an adult when talking, so as she went on about gossip and her day he patiently waited, finally when she asked what brought him over he told her plain and simple what happened, of course they went and fixed it but my grandpa was talked to about priorities and that its okay to interrupt in an emergency.