To ask about your little rebellions?

[Sensibletrousers]

I’m sitting here about to get changed for Zumba and I want to wear shorts but my legs aren’t shaved. I will be wearing shorts anyway. It’s a little rebellion, a tiny “up yours” to the man.

I have always found little ways to rebel (recovering people pleaser) that don’t actually hurt anyone so that I don’t have one massive rebellion and ruin my life one day!!

I also don’t share food, even with my kids, and am unapologetic about it. It’s now a family joke.

What little rebellions do you enjoy?

Whenever I read The Tiger Who Came to Tea to DS I always change daddy’s beer to mummy’s beer. Literally no point but it gives me a strange satisfaction 😂

We do not colour-code kids' items or clothing, or make any distinction between toys intended specifically for boys or girls.

Son at age 4 had an Elsa dress. The horrified expression on my MiL's face was a sheer delight to behold.

I send (anonymous) Valentine's cards every year to a married neighbour who once really annoyed me by setting his dog on my cat. I hope it has caused many rows with his wife.

I have a Skoda but I refuse to pronounce it "Shkoda"

Some of the dirtiest toilets I’ve ever cleaned have been womens.

my little act of rebellion isn’t much but I don’t share my food and I hide snacks for myself

🤣

I think about my work crush while I'm endlessly doing housework, monitoring homework, teeth brushing, cooking etc etc and my H is watching box sets.

I know I have bigger problems!

If I find a vehicle parked where it shouldn't be, I pull up one of their windscreen wipers.

Every time my other half pisses me off I wait until he’s streaming a film then I disable the broadband. When he starts screaming I just shout “there must be an outage! Wait half an hour then try again”.

After which I reconnect everything.

been doing this 10+ years and he’s never twigged.

Not shaving legs "says a lot about" a person? Wow that's some pretty cut and dry anti-feminist sentiment!

You don’t need to be a twat.

Mine says “you must turn soon” . I go all Margaret Thatcher and tell him there is no must about it.

That's one of my son's favourite books...I'm going to do that tonight 😂

If someone spells my name wrong in an E-mail I'll spell theirs wrong in my reply on purpose. My name is right there in front of them, how can they spell it wrong?!

When someone’s tailgating me, I put on my screen wash so they get a blast of it too.

Many years ago I used to work in a bar, I used to boldly and cheerily say ‘nice pubes?’ to the customer while holding a scoop of ice cubes over the customer’s glass.

We sell kids cake after school to raise money for the PTA. Whenever I bake I put more icing / smarties / mini eggs on the buns in pink cases to give food for thought (😉) to all those that say 'I don't want a pink one'.

If I comment on a MN thread and somebody comes back with a stupidly long and officious retort I just ignore that completely and reply to the person after them because I know it will wind them up pahahaa

I live in a village with narrow lanes. Sometimes I’ll meet a car coming the other way and despite it being easier for them to reverse they wait for me to do so.

I REFUSE. I sit there happily, smiling at them until they eventually give in.

I once received a wedding invitation from the parents of the bride written like this:
Mr and Mrs John Smith

I RSVPed to Mrs Sarah Smith and Mr John Smith

Why should a woman not only be placed last, but her first name not be important enough to be on the invitation, and instead replaced with her husband's name 🙄this was 2012 as well so hardly the stone ages.
*False names

Reminds of the ad where a man is having a wonderful shower. His partner comes into the bathroom and momentarily turns on the cold water tap in the sink full blast so scalding water momentarily comes out of the shower and man jumps out of his skin.

heehee

I tell the self scanners in supermarkets to fuck off.

My tiny tragus piercing makes me feel like a rebel!!

In a very health-orientated job during lockdown. Teams daily catch ups, everyone would be bragging about how much kimchi they'd eaten or how early they were out wild swimming etc.
I'd duck down under the desk and have a massive drag of my vape.

I was sick of getting junk mail in the post, despite returning the mail, ringing them, emailing, & tweeting, the junk mail continued. So I got a very large envelope & returned it with their junk mail, a shoe lace, a sweet wrapper, half a small tube of glue, a sticker, a square of clean bog roll, a pen that didn’t work, & an elastic band. I’ve heard nothing back so far.