Harmless little acts of rebellion

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This is completely LIGHTHEARTED.

My husband absolutely cannot stand Cardi B at all. If she comes on the radio he will switch off, if her songs on the TV he will exit the room or change the channel. Now I don't think she's amazing but, I must admit she has some catchy songs.

My little act of rebellion is when I'm in the car alone, if Cardi B comes on the radio I will turn it up extremely loud and sing my heart out, even giving the woman herself a run for her money.

What are you little acts of rebellion?

My friend signs the author picture in books in bookshops. It's not even rebellion, she just does it for fun.

I once had to sit under a noisy aircon unit at work.

I got so fucked off with every single fucker passing saying shit like "isn't that noisy - have you reported it to building services?" that I created a leaflet entitled "The Noisy Aircon unit - your questions answered" and had it in a little dispenser on my desk.

My boss was one of many people over the years who have described me as unprofessional.

When people insist on pulling out form behind a parked car even though I am approaching, can be clearly seen and the obstruction is on their side, I slowly inch forward until it's only just possible for them to squeeze past.

Love this thread. You are my people.

I also drive the wrong way at the supermarket when is quiet. Over roundabouts. Down the right hand stairs at the station. Run over golf courses.

I have a warped brain

familycourtq

I know a woman who used to add the random collection of tat on the shelves in her local pub by bringing items belonging to her DH she didn't like from their house and depositing them in the pub when no-one was looking.

OMG I am so going to do this

familycourt I love people like you

a few times in a really stressful job that i worked so hard at and did many 14 hour days, i rubbed my eye using my middle finger when one of the nasty managers said horrible things to me. my discreet way of swearing at him.

When living with DGM she used to talk over the top of all my fave tv programmes...

"Urgh, I can't believe you watch this shit"

"God, no wonder young uns are stupid these days, its these ridiculous programmes you all bloody watch"

"Oooh ffs, well that would never happen for christ's sake, this programme's a joke!"

You get the picture. The more I asked her to shut the fuck up the more she did it.

So I bought an identical tv remote for the tv, and kept it hidden. While she was watching her fave programmes I'd keep secretly changing the channel. It drove her up the wall...

"Ahhhh, what's wrong with this fuckin' telly?!"

"Why is the telly fuckin' playing up like this!"

"Ffs, the telly is changing fuckin' channels on it's own again!"

I told her after a couple of days, when she planned to call the tv repair man. I got a smack round the head and called a "clever little shit!" but she never ruined my programmes again

When we moved into new offices our twatty CEO announced we couldn't have a microwave in the staff kitchen because he didn't like the smells. I just took in tinned fish every day from then on.
I can't wait to go to the herbs and spices aisle at the supermarket and if I'm brave enough I'll do the divider thing...

I corrected this sign, because I have to walk past it every day!

I used to work with a massive self proclaimed coffee snob. Reckoned she could tell the difference between her expensive coffee and the (then) companies cheap stuff. She never noticed whenever I brewed up.

When I'm hanging out the washing I don't use matching pegs on each item

Are you supposed to?

While I know you are meant to make coffee with warm and not boiling water I use boiling as I like it like that. Ditto Champagne which is not meant to be chilled. I put the bottle (which has been in a cold fridge) in the freezer for an hour before I open it. I actually think everyone else has got it wrong.

But the KitKat thing. I don’t think I am going to sleep tonight thinking about it.

Managedmiss

Ok point taken, will stop doing it 😇

I take my phone to the loo at work and go on the internet.

DH will lock the back door and then go back and check it ( every night )
Occasionally I will unlock it quietly and wait for his look of consternation “ Oh ! I am sure I had just locked the door ! “

I cut the grass in bendy lines

I load the dishwasher haphazardly. I sometimes find dh reloading it neatly. It makes me more inclined to load it haphazardly.

If someone is being an arsehole by email (at work) I deliberately downgrade the sign off from kind regards to regards. That’ll teach them.

@BanKittenHeels
You are an absolute HERO 😂😂😂

@mendokusai
I wrote my annual appraisal form so that the first letter of the sentences in the first section "reflecting on my performance" spelled out: TWATS

That is brilliant

I hate to put you off @CharlotteUnaNatalieThompson because that is one I'm very tempted by too but my OH has a form of dyslexia that makes reading white on black a lot easier, and means he highlights everything in emails at work to make them easier to read. Ever since I met him my urges to call people cunts sneakily via email have been curtailed and I stick to very forcefully meant 'as per my last email's ...

On occasion when my ocd dp has been particularly agrivating, I'll wait for him to get really comfy in bed, then ask if he's checked the door!
😂

My favourite tiny rebellions are driving deliberately slowly in front of tailgaters, splitting OH's sock pairs over two washes to get him back for leaving them around the bedroom, and deliberately misunderstanding my colleague when he uses words incorrectly, which he does a lot with real confidence and usually when he's being an arsehole. Then he has to take ages going - "you KNOW what I mean, don't be a dick" "no, I'm so sorry, I really don't! Is that the word you think it is?"

and deliberately misunderstanding my colleague when he uses words incorrectly

I used to do this with my boss. She used to use all sorts of words as attempted jargon - but I genuinely didn't know what she was on about for at least some of the time. She won, I got fired (agreed to go with a payout) and now she can talk bollockspeak as much as she likes.

Some twattish drivers leave unfeasibly huge gaps between them and the car in front, when in a crawling / stopping line, to make some sort of passive aggressive little point. I take great pleasure in zipping around then and into the gap (when safe to do so, of course). By God it feels good.