Some will try to make you feel like it's a bad thing, but in all actuality the one people capable of defiance are the strong ones.
Going against the grain is the boldest thing you could ever do with your life. But it's important to keep a distinct difference in using defiance for the greater good vs to hurt someone or something.
Kindness should always stay as your #1 goal. Even in being defiant.
Bonus points if you can achieve defiance without anyone else noticing. Extra bonus points if you can succeed in continuing to do so for an extended period of time.
Let's come together and change the damn world.
One small act of defiance at a time.
Let the countdown commence.
Since 9/11 almost every office building you walk into in NYC requires you to sign in with your name or state your name into a camera for ‘security purposes’.
I give them names of people from history.
No one has ever noticed.
I never take my change from vending machines.
When someone finds that 15 cents it probably makes them much happier than it would make me if I took it.
I have a BofA credit card that I leave a $1.50 credit balance on, due to them rebating one of their bullshit fees (twice) after I complained about it.
They never noticed their own mistake.
I don’t plan on using the card again, and if they ever close the account it will force them to mail me a check.
My uncle sticks his stamps upside down as a rebellion against the monarchy.
But he’s a douche.
Fax all-black documents to people you hate. Suck it, toner cartridge.
When a kid is being a brat in a noisy and public area, I casually get close to them and fart on their head/face.
I’m really tall so it’s usually a direct hit.
I sign electronic credit card scanners with a vague, meaningless squiggle.
When I get sent credit card applications in the post with “Postage Paid” on them I put them back in the post to myself.
In the UK this means their accounts with Royal Mail get charged every time it goes through the system.
Some applications I’ve mailed to myself 50 or 60 times.
When staying at a hotel I ate the ridiculously expensive can of Pringles from the mini-bar and replaced it with a cheap one I bought at the shop opposite.
I leave extremely unprofessional comments in production code.
I build paper cranes and hide them in the ceiling of my dormitory. I’m kind of like the greeks and their trojan horse.
When the panels eventually need to be replaced, my army will pour out of the ceiling.
I recycle Birthday presents.
I’ve yet to give a gift to the original sender, but I live in fear.
I have an account at citibank with less than 25 cents in it. Every month they send me a letter with my account balance on it, which costs more to send than the worth of my account.
I am slowly taking down citibank with every letter.
In the ultimate act of silent protest, I have never seen the movie Titanic. Take THAT, Leo!
I’m sure your pockets are feeling pretty empty right now, eh?
My socks never match. I haven’t bought a fresh pack in a while, but since its winter i always have jeans on and no one can tell anyways.
Most desperate acts include hospital socks with the grips on the bottom and 3x too small gf socks, just used to cover bottom of feet.
I’m going to keep all of these in my back pocket!