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The original was posted on /r/maliciouscompliance by /u/Reformingsaint on 2024-08-05 15:16:13+00:00.

I don’t know if it’s considered malicious or not so I apologize if it doesn’t fit. I felt like it fit since I’m being a little gremlin about it.

As a middle child, I grew up with often times having to hide from my older siblings. As a result, I’ve learned how to walk quietly and not to leave a trace. I’ve gotten rid of this habit for the most part except when I’m told to be quiet.

I work at a warehouse store that helps the way you live. I enjoy my job because often times I am successful in helping people and I enjoy helping people. It’s like a little high I enjoy every now and then. The pay is shit so having this perk makes me stay in the job at the worst days. Now, I know I am a quiet person so I often talk out loud. Often times, it’s little conversations to help me remember things and let’s people know I am nearby. Which often helps them find me in order to help them. I also wish to point out that I am a loud person because I lived with my grandfather for four years who was nearly deaf.

Last week, a customer came up to me and complained I was “too loud and noisy”. I apologized softer and promised I will do better. I have become quieter since then but they have gone to complain to my direct supervisor. He asked me to become less talkative while at work. You want me to be quiet? Okay.

The following has occurred this past week: 18 customers have complained I wasn’t in my area when I was an isle over, 16 cashier jump scares (1 resulted in a punch in the arm), 5 supervisors screaming after a jump scare, and 25 customers jumping back. I have heard new words in Spanish, Navajo, and English that didn’t know existed in real life and read only in stories like these. And yes, when I say jump scare, I mean they either scream, shouted, or cursed at me. I have started to begin conversations with, “I’m sorry about that. Is there anything I can help ya’ll with?”

I wish to point out that I am not a small man, 5’10" 300 lbs. Think of your standard bald redneck with a huge beer belly in pure black shirt and shorts in a red vest. Hopefully that paints a picture as to why I can’t really be hidden in a very well lit indoors building.