Do not attempt to out-malicious-compliance the staff at the malicious compliance conference.
Some dipshit decided to pay the conference fee ($250) in quarters. He handed us a wrapped plastic bag full of loose change. “It’s all there,” he said with a shit-eating grin, “you can count it.”
Oh buddy. We’re going to count it. What were you expecting?
At about the time I got to $60, he offered to give us $300 collateral so he could get his badge and go to the conference.
No, bud. You get to watch the most dyscalculic staffer count to a thousand while all your friends go in to the breakfast and find seats for the first talk.
“Ruining someone’s day” is the favorite hobby of everyone here. Why would you hand us the perfect opportunity to wreck your shit and think that was an own? Half the con is calling him “Untraceable,” the other half is calling him “Quarter Boy” and nobody cares what he says his handle is.
I spent an hour counting that and made him go fetch me baggies to hold it every fifty dollars.
This ended up being a good bonus prank for me too, because when the counting was done I wrapped the bags in gaffer’s tape and spent the rest of the day handing it to people very casually while saying “oh here, hold this for a sec” and then watching they weren’t ready for the weight (I only did this to people I know well enough to know this wouldn’t hurt them).
It’s an infosec conference, so it’s a weekend in a hotel full of people whose favorite thing is breaking the law and whose second favorite thing is following the letter of the law while cheerfully violating the spirit.
getting my labs done today i was thinking about years ago when i went to the doctor and i was like ‘i’ve been to another doctor already but he wouldn’t listen to me. something’s wrong. i’ve never been this tired in all my life. i know i’m in college and i know i have depression but this is different. please you have to try something.’
so the doctor (back then) ordered labs and it turned out my vitamin d level was like 5 or 7 and i’ve never seen a doctor so elated about lab results in my entire life. she said, 'it’s never. vitamin d. but it is this time. we can fix this. you’re going to feel better.’
Lesbians dressed as clowns disrupted a “gender-critical” panel last month at University College London. Participants were surprised when trans and cis dykes from The Dyke Project obstructed the proceedings while in cheerful clown attire. Julie Bindel, one of the panelists, has been a major voice against trans, bisexual, and SWer rights. The protesters chanted, “you’re not feminists, you’re all clowns!” while interrupting her. More of these protests, please! Read the full story on Dazed.
At 0:19 you can see them fully assault a protester. Not “just” escorting them out the building, but shoving them onto the ground hard
Per the Dazed article, these protesters did the smart thing: rather than all begin shouting at once, the protesters took action in different groups. While the first group raised a banner, the remaining three groups pretended not to be protesters. Then, once the event organizers had removed the first group and begun the presentation over again, the second group of people (the ones in the video) began their disruption. Then the event organizers got everything in order and the third group of protesters interrupted them all over again. There was four groups in total!
The tactic has two benefits: first, they were able to make chaos a lot longer than they would’ve if they’d all protested all at once. But also, they got the TERFs to stop trusting each other. The protesters created an air of paranoia amongst the bigots and I hope it fucking haunts them until they’re in the ground
The big wet puppy eyes my grandpa just gave me when I said I was making naan and he said “garlic naan ??” With barely concealed excitement . Needless to say I added so much garlic to the naan
