Every rule exists because someone, somewhere, once did the thing the rules says for them not to do. Fortunately, we as a society learned from their mistakes and said, "No, no more. We shall no longer put our fingers on hot curling irons." The law spread throughout the land and life was good and peaceful.
...But each rule needs to start with a little chaos.
Reddit user, u/suNerrx, wanted to hear the story behind the law when they asked:
A Low Hum, Warm Seats, And Nothing To Do? Nap.
Bus drivers should check the seats on the bus for sleeping children before locking them and leaving them in the parking garage.
The Underground Street Marble Game Is Rough
Marbles being banned at my elementary school.
I vaguely remember the convoluted rules we had for playing marbles in 3rd grade, but one that was written in stone was that if you lost a game, you had to throw away a marble of your own. This often drew a crowd of participants eager to get their tiny hands on a free marble.
One day, I lost a game and was forced to throw a marble away (we called it "scrambling"). I had stupidly agreed to offer up as ante for the game my prized "boulder", a heavy marble with intricately woven colours that was about the size of a golf ball.
When it was time to throw it away, a large crowd of kids had gathered, impatiently jeering me to toss it and start the melee. I took one last look at my boulder and, in a surge of 8 year old rage, launched it with all my strength.
I still remember it gleaming against the deep blue sky as it left my hand. It sailed. Flew over the group's head, their mouths agape in amazement. It flew until it struck some poor blond kid in the head, who was just walking along kicking dandelions, totally oblivious to the incoming projectile.
It hit him hard. To this day I still recall the way his head snapped back in Zapruder-like fashion. He dropped instantly, like a bag of old socks.
We all scattered to the four corners of the playground as teachers ran to his side. The following day a letter was sent home to every parent, banning all marbles.
Poor Blondie McMarblehead (I forget his name, this was 32 years ago) was off school for about a week.
Wanted To Try It All
After having my two front teeth replaced...
Band director: "Okay. I never thought I'd have to say this, but wrestling is not allowed in the band room".
Smokey the Bear Would Be So Ashamed
At Boy Scout Summer Camp, as a Scoutmaster. "No campfire flames higher than 24 inches." Turns out that if you make a five foot tower out of ONLY the 1/4" dowels from small American flags, you get a straight and narrow column of flame about 30 ft high. I was the Clark Griswold of scoutmasters.
That's...You're..You're A Tank. That's A Tank.
In my sophomore year of high school during the short World War I unit, the sophomore history teachers had an event where we went out to the football field and played one flag capture the flag using dodgeball rules. One team had the flag and had "trenches" made of football training equipment and the other team had to charge across no man's land and touch the flag to win. Occasionally the teachers would call out a gas attack and everyone would have to don paper bag "gas masks" or they were out.
I had the genius plan of charging the main "trench" directly without a dodgeball to try to neutralize it to help my team. I handed my ball to a classmate and instead wielded a cardboard trench shovel I had made that morning, and then put on my "gas mask" ahead of time.
When it was time to go over the top, I barreled towards the main trench (think that one Battlefield 1 trailer where the British soldier does the same thing with a club, but this was two years before that game came out). I miraculously was never hit on my way to it and slammed into that thing with all of my might, taking it down, knocking a couple other kids over, and knocking myself out for a few seconds in the process.
The teachers thought it was hilarious but they quickly had to implement a "no trench busting" rule after someone else tried to replicate my antics during the next round. Unfortunately as far as I'm aware that was the last year they did that event.
Congrats. You exemplified the invention of the early tank. Big and absolutely rolled over trenches, but was very prone to getting busted and breaking down
Let's Time That Out Better Next Time
Because of my wife and I,
(Local Hospital) will not perform a cesarean section without having had an ultrasound prior.
What's the story that led to this rule?
Doctor scheduled a c-section on my wife based on her last period. She was only at 7 months. she and son are fine now.
All It Takes Is One
Not a rule, but a bunch of signs were put up in front of my school because I got hit by a car in the crosswalk
Long story short, we were screeners at the entrance. Our x-ray machine (like the one you'd see at the airport, with a treadmill type bit pulling bins through some hanging rubber guards into the x-ray) was a hassle.
See the issue was, most delegates had very little to put through. A watch, a belt, a wallet, the odd item here and there. The "curtains" were pretty stiff. So the issue was, with only these light items in the bin, it could never get through the curtains - their weight was greater so it just spun on the treadmill stuck before them.
One of the geniuses on a team next to me came up with a solution. We shall take 6 water bottles, and tape them together in a bowling pin style triangle with black duct tape. This will weigh down the bin so it can get through!
And I must admit it worked... Like twice. Until the next delegate mistook it for a bomb - and picture it... 6 bottles with no labels and some fluid in them black-taped together...
The RCMP got involved... It was a whole scene.
No custom mcgyver weights are to be used by screeners any longer.
Taking This All The Way Up The Corporate Ladder
Years ago, I bought a computer from Dell. I paid for it with my debit card, and excitedly monitored the build status every day, checking in at work, and on my days off going to the library to check on expected shipping updates.
When I made the purchase, it was a five to seven day expectation for delivery. At day ten, when it had gone from "order accepted" to "order prepped" to "order built" it suddenly went back to "order accepted." Stage One.
I called their customer service line and was told there had been a glitch in the system, and the order got expedited, and soon was back at "order built" and I was just waiting on shipping confirmation. The next day, back to "order accepted" again. This happened every day for five days. Cue another call to customer service. Apparently, there was a problem with payment, and they referred me back to my bank because the payment was on hold. Called my credit union, and they told me it was just an authorization hold waiting on final confirmation from the merchant. Called Dell back, and they saw the same thing, but even the customer service director couldn't say why it hadn't finalized, but every time the payment didn't finalize they literally took the box with the computer off the loading dock and sent it back to stage one, again and again and again.
This led to a long hold while the customer service director looked into their billing system, and ended up transferring me too a very nice lady in their accounting department. Initially, she thought I was an in house person from the listing dock asking about a customer's order, but quickly got up to speed. She was covering for a coworker who helped with in house billing system troubleshooting who was out on vacation, and usually just handled tracking the accounting from Dell sending parts from one warehouse and factory to another, but she dug in and figured out that the issue was that I was paying with a debit card, not a credit card. Now, debit cards were still relativity new. Most banks capped the amount you could spend per day at $250 to $500, but my credit union was one of only five financial institutions that didn't cap it at all; they proudly noted on a monthly statement insert that the credit union felt that it was your money to manage they way you wanted to. However, Dell didn't accept debit cards at all, not for a dime, not for the $800 I was trying to spend. The nice lady in accounting, however, had just come back from a conference, and knew that there was a push to more banks to act like my credit union and remove their spending caps. She told me to hang tight and she was going to get it done for me. I told her I could change my payment method to a credit card, but she told me that would delay the whole process.
Two days later, I got a call from her. She had made a presentation to the CEO, CFO, and several VPs making the case that Dell needed to get ahead of the curve and start accepting debit cards, with no spending limits, because the banking rules were going to be changing very soon and more people were going to be spending money with Dell the way I tried to. They had to implement a process to start accepting debit cards, which had required a rush overnight change from their merchant bank, and my purchase was their test case. She had me check with my credit union, who showed the funds were officially a purchase and not just an authorization hold, then she called the loading dock and made sure my computer was on a truck.
Within ten minutes I had an email with a tracking number.
TL; DR I'm the reason Dell takes debit cards.