Blitzing the Eyesores

     The caper begins with a precaution. I wear a baseball cap and look downward. My face is hidden from surveillance cameras.
     I enter a supermarket, stroll down an aisle, and kneel beside a floor advertisement. To the casual observer, I am inspecting products on the shelves.
     My actual purpose is subversive.
     Using a magic marker, I scrawl the words Profanity Space on the floor advertisement. Then I walk away. The plan is to fool store management into thinking a real profanity—the F U kind—might eventually appear.
     One week later I strike again. This time a different store within the supermarket chain is targeted.
     Word of this graffiti blitz would reach corporate headquarters. Upper management would freak. They’d fear an outbreak of crude graffiti inside their stores. The floor ads would be yanked.
     The scenarios I’ve described are fantasies. I won’t act on them. Defacing property—even onerous property—is illegal.
     Last month, a supermarket near my town began placing ads on their floors. My reaction was dismay. Is there no place where people can avoid advertisements?
     Actually, there is such a place. I’ll take my business to a competitor in the next town over. That market is respectful of my sensibilities. Their management does not clutter their floors with eyesores.