My boss tells me to jump into a trash compactor to fix it.

So I maliciously comply.

Here's what happened.

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My dad was visiting us for Christmas, and as usual, I got him to share some more stories about his youth.

And he shared a time where he used malicious compliance to not only shut up one of his bosses,

but also to get him into trouble.

Many years ago, back when dad was a college student, he earned extra money for living expenses

by working in a car manufacturing plant.

The state at the time was a closed shop, which meant you had to join the union in order

to work unless you were in an executive position.

One of the rules said union set up at Dad's workplace was that no employee could work certain

positions unless they had been trained for it.

This included positions such as forklift operator and trash compactor.

This was included in the contract and was a no-break rule.

Enter George the manager.

Unlike many of the other stories here, George was actually a nice fellow.

But to quote Joseph from It's a Wonderful Life, he has the IQ of a jackrabbit and didn't always think things through.

One Saturday afternoon, Dad came into work when George pulled him aside.

I need you to do me a favor, son. The trash compactor's jammed and I need someone to crawl in and

unjam it. You're the smallest of us, so it shouldn't be a problem for you.

Now, not only had Dad not been trained for loading the compactor,

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