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?

I mix and match at my work canteen.
So i will ask for dish A but with the side from dish B. The staff is annoyingly unflexiblr so usually they refuse but someone else in the queue will hear and declare that actually they want dish B with the dish A side so we can swap.
The staff then begrudgingly serves us :)

(small canteen, the queue is usually 2-3 people so we are not holding things up)

I listen to 6 Music but can't stand Steve Lamacq, Liz Kershaw or Mary Anne Hobbs.

I switch off, with relish, when they come on.

I was crushed when DP told me recently that the BBC can't actually tell how many people are listening or which shows they switch on or off. I genuinely thought that stuff was monitored.

@nowayhose

I do that too They must think I really love Justin Bieber where I work.

When it snows I draw giant cock and balls on random car windscreens. I do this especially if my teenager is with me as he screams with embarrassment. (I'm 45 and a partner in a law firm. )

I give myself vulgar user names on apps and accounts because it amuses me when I log in and they say "Welcome back Fuckface/Pissflaps/Splendid Tits".

I too have made the mannequins (in John Lewis) "give the finger".

I used to keep a made up laminated sign with NHS logo in the glove box of my car saying "Midwife on Call" in case I was stuck for a parking space/had no change for the meter. It worked, though I stopped doing it about 20 years ago.

When I get the tube to Lancaster Gate I wait for the lift at the exit side that says no entry. It means you get in the lift first in rush hour and don't have to wait for the next one if there's a big crowd. I get glared at but just smile beatifically.

We're only allowed to wear sandals in the office June- August. I wear them much longer than that! They are very nice smart sandals though.

My husband has a bee in his bonnet about household items that bear the word of what you're meant to put in them. We got given a bread bin with "BREAD" emblazoned on it. He keeps spare light bulbs in it "to teach it a lesson".

When I moved rooms within the same building at university, I switched the knobs on the hobs because the ones in the new place were melted in parts and the numbers rubbed off.

If dh leaves his hoodie or jacket on the stairs for days waiting for the clothes fairy to take them up when she goes, I now spread them out across the stairs so he has to either pick them up or walk on them. I walk on them if they are still there.

I walk on them if they are still there

😂

I've never given a security badge back when I've left a company. I've got a lovely record of where I've worked and what I looked like on my 1st day...they block them anyway on IT systems...I think...

Does it have to annoy DP? I don't have these, he is a saint I don't deserve.

As to general "rebellion" ... ugh difficult one as well. Maybe I'm just not rebellious. Does throwing out an apple core from a car window into a puddle and shouting "Ay caramba! Watch out ya tits!" count?

@mendokusai I skipped out of the office on the Friday before bank hol trilling "see you next Tuesday" to the MD

@MatildaTheCat I love that about the M&S mannequins!

And I agree with the learned members: these mugs with letters are "asking for it" and I've been known to rearrange them into an uplifting message. Same goes for Swanky Crisps I once met at a Sainsbury's in Putney. If you see them, please fold the bag so S is hidden. Much better, that.

I only regret that I didn't have enough energy and determination to amend the name of neighbouring street from Elms Road to Bums Road, but it would have been so easy... But no matter what we say to put on a brave face, we all have some regrets in life.

I do my make-up on the train every morning. I have plenty of time to do it at home but I see it as a tiny feminist rebellion

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

My deepest respect. You've made me want to work again.

When DP isnt there the cat sleeps on his side of the bed. When DP has annoyed me I forcibly encourage her to sleep on his pillow.

If he uses my purple shampoo I use his nivea as make up primer.

If Im annoying DP he not only nicks my ankle socks but wears odd ones. He knows odd socks are anathema to me.

Ex is a bastard for keeping all the kids nice new clothes/shoes and sending them back in old stuff that doesnt fit, so now if he has them on a night he has to do a lunch for the next day I send them with my ancient mismatched teaspoons for their yoghurt in their lunchbox and am now the proud owner of half a set of his expensive shiny ones.

My husband has a bee in his bonnet about household items that bear the word of what you're meant to put in them. We got given a bread bin with "BREAD" emblazoned on it. He keeps spare light bulbs in it "to teach it a lesson".

thats hilarious!

A neighbour when he moved in had his wheelie bins that I kindly Moved round the back into our car park as the property was empty. When I said where they were he rudley and abruptly said. I'm Part of this block I use the communal bins...
3 yrs later he has issues that some random fly tipped in the bins and made a big fuss.. Despite they were still emptied weekly.

He applied for his own bins again... But stored them in our bin area..
I love filling his bin with dds nappies, or our smelly food bags..
( we don't have food waste bins etc)

The man is horrible. Shouted at my ds for using pavement chalk on MY car parking space. That he has no reason to even go in our car park..
Ds then got his chalk and wrote grumpy lives here.. With an arrow to his door.. He was about 8.. I did tell. Him off but I still think its funny.

@willywillywillywilly I've done that before to my old boss.Felt amazing

I still put the divider on the supermarket conveyor belt the wrong way round.

And when someone behind me changes it, I sigh loudly and put it back the wrong way, making sure I thump it down as I do so.

My husband has turned into an eco warrior and whenever I turn a light on he turns it off, ditto with the central heating and when he turned it off at the boiler the other day and my clothes didn't dry I shoved them all in the tumble dryer.... along with another 3 loads of washing thereafter.

He kept tapping the smart meter and muttering to himself as he couldn't work out how we'd spent nearly £4 in one day when he'd been so "clever".

I also take salt and pepper from the work canteen as the prices are extortionate and I need to get my monies worth.

Loving the other offerings... may have to steal a few ideas. 😁

I hide all the shooting magazines in the shops. Usually upside down and behind the knitting mags.

We are meant to use matching pegs?

Totally steal wee soaps from my work

Way upthread someone spoke about sticking stamps on upside down.
Following today’s revelations I will be sticking them upside down for the foreseeable future. And yes ma’am, I will have “thought very carefully” before doing so.
Was previously a supporter of the monarchy, although not a fervent mornarchist; now they can all fuck off to the far side of fuck, and then fuck off some more and play hopscotch with David Cameron.

Only small things, really.

I used to work as a PA in an office. We used to get told we had to wear our lanyards all the time. I kept mine in the drawer. No way I was sitting at my desk all day with it hanging over it and catching on stuff!

They were also shitty about teabags etc but in the opposite way, because I worked for the directors in the NHS they always had tea in for us. I used to direct the OTs, Nurses and any other ward staff to the cupboard whenever they visited because I thought it was bloody unfair and I was the one who did the ordering so I could make sure we always had some. Seriously, absolute tight arses.

My dh complains about how I put knives in the dishwasher despite never fucking putting anything in it, nor emptying it, so I carry on putting them the way I want to.

My dh also says tea must always be brewed for x amount of minutes otherwise it’s not good. It’s rare he makes one. I never leave it as long as he would wish for.

Again with dh, I’m sure he tries to drive me mad but he always turns the toilet roll the wrong way and then I have to turn it back again!!

I need to be more rebellious 🤔