Malicious compliance.

"Hi, long time no see! How ya doing? "Hi! Fine. Well, mostly, I guess."

"Anything wrong?" "It's nothing, really. Just have this constant itch. ...Drives me up the wall sometimes."

"Have you done anything about it?" "What haven't I done. Tried cold, heat, several lotions, even acupuncture."

"And all that didn't help?" "Nope, in fact it's been getting a lot worse, lately. Have trouble sleeping from it now."

"So where is it? I mean... where does it itch?" "That's the weird thing. It's only my trigger finger."

I know the Brits had their guns taken away but it describes how I feel about shit like that. Immediate relief, problem solved for good.