I banned my government issued transgender girlfriend from buying more games on Steam until she beat all the games she already owns.

She bought so many hentai games, I had to cover rent for her, so like come on. What do you mean you bought Echo Point Nova 2 years ago AND YOU DIDN’T EVEN INSTALL IT?!

I worked at a fully remote international tech company that did a yearly in-person meetup somewhere different each year. The year this happened it was Monaco. Flew into Nice, France, then got a taxi ride from there.

Checked into hotel the night before, all fine (tho Monaco was just absolutely sickening with the gluttonous wealth on display everywhere).

Next morning I’m off to the convention center to register and get my badge. Almost get hit by a car not paying attention to my crosswalk.

Get inside, go to kiosk, and look through the terms and conditions. One of which is a liability waiver. For an internal company event. I decline to sign it and escalate my refusal.

Two or three hours later my manager, my assigned HR rep, and someone from the legal team meet in my hotel’s lobby to figure this out. They absolutely would not budge on requiring me to waive company liability for my health and safety while I’m on a work trip.

So I told them I’m not attending and that they need to fly me back home ASAP. Next morning I’m on my flight home while the rest of the company does their bullshit.

I think there were 700ish employees there and I’m the only one who refused to sign the liability waiver.

Thankfully I never got any grief about any of this, but they did PIP me a few years later and I’m sure someone higher up had it out for me with this incident being a motivating factor

When religious people came to my grandpa’s house they’d ask him if they could tell him about the Lord or Jesus or something. He’d say sure and listen. Then when they were done he’d say “now let me tell you about what I believe” and spend as much time as they took. I intend to do the same thing if I get the chance.

The toilet card.

We had turnstiles to clock in and out of my old job. Couldn’t leave factory floor without clocking out. Before i started working the union negotiated a “toilet card” where you have to go ask the manager to use the toilet and use the special card.

I’d taken to just telling my team leader I’m going and just slipping out the fire escape because I didnt like wasting 5 or 10 minutes finding the manager because the place was fucking massive.

One time I got pulled up and officially told off by the head head guy, the guy right below the owners. 20 minutes getting a bollocking for not using the turnstile. Accused me of fraud and theft.

After that I deliberately needed to use the toilet every shift. Every single time I would go and find the manager, and I would take the dumbest routes possible, going out of my way to not find him, looking in all the wrong places based on where I’m sure he wasnt. It would take me about 20 minutes to find him, a nice round 10 minutes in the toilet, just vaping and checking texts, then another 20 minutes looking for the manager again to return the card.

What used to be about 5 minutes, 2 or. 3 times a week, turned into nearly an hour every single day. The important part is that I wasnt stealing

I got a warehousing job on the far side of the city from me. To get there, I was dependent on the busses, but the first bus on the schedule for the day got me there ~5-10min late. This was discussed during my hiring interview and wasn’t a problem… In the beginning.

Just over three months working there, the manager pulled me into his office and told me I am required to arrive at work on-time. This needs to be fixed or he will begin writing me up for tardiness. He was the same manager that interviewed me and agreed the 5-10min because of the bus was not a problem. Now he’s claiming no memory of this conversation and that It’s my problem to fix despite me not having any other options.

This is where I told him; Ok, I guess today was my last day then. I then told him I expect the overtime hours I have not been paid, to be on my final paycheque.

This warehouse worked 4 x 10hr shifts per week, instead of the typical 5 x 8hr. This had not been discussed during my interview, I actually didn’t find out about it until my first day, when I went to leave after 8hrs. I live in BC Canada. BCs Employment Standards Act requires overtime be paid for hours in excess of 40 per week, as well as more than 8hrs per day. This means the ninth and tenth hour of each shift, is overtime, per BC law.

BCs ESA does provide a method of averaging hours across a week; allowing 4x10hr shifts without overtime. That requires a written and signed agreement between both parties though. I hadn’t even been told the schedule, let alone signed such an agreement. I hadn’t really pushed back about this though, because I was ok having an extra day off each week, it was still only 40hrs; this was basically just a matter of missing paperwork.

When I told the manager I expected to be paid that overtime, he brushed it off and told me to collect my stuff and get out. Even had a supervisor escort me around to ensure I didn’t take or damage anything.

I left and immediately headed to the Employment Standards Office in my city. They took the details and opened an investigation. It wasn’t a super fast process, but 3ish months later I received a cheque in the mail, as well as a call back from the ESA Office: the company apparently fired their entire HR department and backpaid myself as well as all current staff a years worth of unpaid overtime, to avoid direct fines and a possible lawsuit. All over some missing paperwork for an arrangement most of the employees were happy with anyway. They even ended up paying for my Employment Insurance claim, because EI agreed I was essentially forced to quit - ie fired without cause.

I got visited by Jehovas Witnesses. I had just learned enough about their playbook and how to deal with it (I wrote a paper about this topic just a few days before that). When they left (fled), the woman witness was crying.

Loaned my spare tire to a guy once who was “going straight to the tire shop”. About a week later I hadn’t heard anything and he wouldn’t answer my calls. Saw his car at Walmart one night so I grabbed a busted cinder block out of my trunk, stole my wheel and tire back and left the car on the block.

Next morning he calls me mad that I stole my own tire back. I told him I didn’t have a clue what he was talking about but he owes me for my wheel and tire.

Never heard from him again after that.

Have a friend, and we have a complicated relationship. Making friends as an adult is hard, but then life shit happens and even the friends you do end up making can be assholes.

I had just gotten out of a divorce, and wanted to throw a big halloween costume party. Told everyone months beforehand, with plenty of reminders and groupchats, spent over $1000 on decorations, couple hundred on snacks, alcohol, weed I’d have stocked. It was going to be a rager. Well, a bunch of people cancel, because my house is like a 40 min drive, but my best friend at the time, he was, for some reason, not giving me a definite answer. Like, I figure even if nobody else shows up, my buddy and I could still hang. But come the day of the party, he tells me he’s not coming, and it’s just so he can maybe find something better to do closer. And I’m just… So upset. Cancel the whole party via an on-line thing, and just sit there feeling fucking awful.

Shit messed me up so bad, it’s like 5 years later, and some of the decorations I put up for that party are still up. I obviously haven’t even tried to host anything since.

anyway. like, a couple months after that fiasco, my buddies brand new girlfriend texts me, asking me to come to his birthday party. She was putting a bunch of work into it, making it a scavenger hunt thing for him and his friends. I told her immediately, “nope!” Not coming. She asked once or twice more and got the same answer.

But in the end, I was still nicer, because at least I gave a clear answer right away.

Lady in front of me at the checkout line took forever, had very precise ideas of how things should be bagged, waited until the end of the transaction to pull up the store’s app, was upset she couldn’t use X, Y, or Z discount, in general made it all take much longer than it should. I kid you not it took her 20 minutes to check out. (I would have moved lines, except I’d already unloaded my cart and it kept looking like she was almost done.)

She ended with a schpiel about how sometimes it’s good to take a break, slow down, we don’t have anything to rush for.

At this point, I pulled out my phone and showed the clerk “here’s my pup waiting for me at home”. She seemed appreciative of a distraction/someone recognizing the absurdity of the first person, so I told her about my pup and was pointedly cheerful about seeing him soon.

For your example, I think you’ve got things wrong. Probably a lot of those people are just being paid to work, not per sale. You’re wasting the company’s time, but probably not the employee’s. You’re also wasting your own time.

I deflated somebody’s tire because they were an ICE vehicle parked in an EV charging bay.

I don’t like making people upset or feel bad. That does really upset me so I avoid it as much as possible. But, I do have my limits

First - I had an acquaintance that used me and my number for marketing calls. After a few of these calls I was thoroughly annoyed and the next time I got a call, and the lady read out to me my list of potential prizes that included a bbq grilling set and some weekend vacation that included all sorts of activities. I put on my best acting and sounded devastated and told her, “these prizes are so unfair to me! I can’t use any of them! I was born without arms and legs!” I also end up tearing up a little. The lady sounded so apologetic and mortified but I didn’t get any more calls after that

Second - pre-covid my apartment complex used to be visited by the Mormons every Sunday. I’d engage on various levels depending on how I was feeling. I had just finished packing my bong when they knocked so I answered holding it and was like “hey, I’m about to hit this and get high. What do you want?” and they looked very upset and just wished me a good day and left. Later I was hanging out with my neighbors and it turns out they were so mad because they knocked on her door earlier and she answered it holding something alcoholic and was told them she was trying to get drunk

(Third - doesn’t count - wasting scammers time. If I accidentally answer a scam call I’ll waste what time I can. Got a call while I was at my job from windows support calling because they detected some errors on my pc. Took my sweet time with that one, he eventually hung up on me)

I once had a couple of real shitbag room mates. A couple, one of whom was very domineering and manipulative, but also very stupid (stupid enough that he believed, as far as I could tell, that he was a mastermind). Long story short, I ended up breaking lease to get the hell out of the apartment. Now, the first thing is, I had a shitty landlord. They did NOT want me to break the lease. The second thing is, well, I said this was a couple, but the domineering room mate claimed to the landlord that it was just him that would be left, and that he couldn’t possibly afford the rent all alone. So the landlord insisted I pay a prorated, reduced rate until he finds at least one more room mate. His boyfriend was already living there off lease, which I had allowed, and in the meeting with the landlord, I did not contradict my room mate.

As I’m moving out, he shows off that he’s moving in two more people. They’re all incredibly rude – I have some physical disabilities, and the only person to help me was my mother who also has disabilities due to polio, so it was pretty insulting that there were four able bodied people sitting around a table watching two disabled people try to carry out boxes. No one offered to help, even though that would have gotten the process over with much faster.

I confer with room mate about the new people. He confirms that they’re going to be living in the apartment, and no, he hasn’t told the landlord. Yes, he remembers the agreement about room mates. Why would he just tell me this? Well, again, not getting into it to keep this from getting too long, but remember that he thinks he’s a master manipulator. There was a lot going on as well with him trying to antagonize me behind the scenes, somehow not realizing I’m just screen grabbing everything. He thinks he’s got me cornered or something. Anyway, I finally finish moving out of that apartment into my new one, and I immediately tell the landlord about my conversation regarding his room mates, including that his boyfriend has been there most of this time as well. I am released from the agreement, and owe the landlord nothing. I learned a few months later they’d lost the apartment entirely and were living out of the boyfriend’s truck. Not surprised…

(to be honest, it was a ‘dick move’ only to the room mate lol so I’m not sure it entirely counts. I suppose the ‘honest’ thing would have been to mention the boyfriend earlier, but I would have gotten in trouble at that point for allowing a person in the apartment off the lease. However, once room mate showed themselves to be extremely dishonest, let alone all the screen shotted threats, there was no question that he would be in much more serious trouble than I, so.)

A lady came into a store I was working at, acting like an asshole, because they thought it would get them a better deal, tried to angrily tell me I needed to sell her a $1000+ dollar outdoor furniture set for much less than the display price, this was the last one in the store, the display set itself, and it was already clearance price. it was marked at less than $200 dollars. this was the culmination of all the things I hate most in shitty customers. So I told her I was so sorry it was priced too high and I’d get her a better price if she waited there. then I went and did something else for an hour, came back and told her it was already sold early that day and sorry for the mix up. still feel fine about this.

I can’t find the story on !talesfromtechsupport@lemmy.world but tl;Dr

Spakie kept unplugging our telecommunication equipment on a building roof to power his tools, so after a couple warnings to them and the building manglemt I cut the plug off his extension cable. He got the message real quick after that.