In Mississauga and perhaps most suburban places, people put up bag signs advertising services. The signs are cheap to buy and easy to post. They are also illegal. To me, they are the Nexus of Evil: advertising plus visual pollution plus polyethylene waste.
I have called 311 to complain about these signs in my neighbourhood, and if the City has someone available, they will sometimes dispatch a crew to remove the signs. Presumably this crew is also doing other outdoor maintenance, or perhaps they are driving around removing bag signs, which would be awesome.
Allan and I also remove these signs ourselves. When we lived in a house, we would throw the signs in the garage until enough had collected, then bundle up the vinyl for trash and the metal frames for recycling. Now, while we're out with our dogs, we'll just put the whole thing in a public trash barrel.
This morning while I was out with Diego, I slipped the vinyl off a bag sign, crumbled it up, and threw it in the trash. As I turned the corner, I noticed a car parked across the street, the driver removing something from the trunk. Then he walked towards me, carrying a sign.
Diego and I watched as he pushed the metal frame into the ground. I said, "You know that's illegal, right?"
Sign man said, "Are you a city councilor or a police?"
Me: "No, I'm a resident of this neighbourhood and you are polluting it."
Signman: "It is only for a few days, then I will come back and remove it." Ha!
Me: "That doesn't matter. It's illegal. As soon as you walk away, I'm going to remove it."
Signman: "You cannot do that. Only a city councilor or police can do that."
Me: "That's incorrect. I've called the City and they said it was fine to remove these any time."
Signman: "If you remove this sign, I will take your picture and I will sue you!"
|Actual Photo of Me Throwing Out the Sign
Signman: "I don't want your name and number! I will take your picture!"
Now, I am not a lawyer, but I think it might be difficult to sue someone if you only have their photo, but not their name.
Me: "Ok, get ready." He backed up -- I assume because of Diego's presence -- and I stepped forward to slip the vinyl off the frame.
He took out his cell phone, and I smiled and posed with the crumpled sign. I normally hate being photographed, but this was fun.
As Diego and I walked away with the sign, Signman shouted after me, "See you in court!"
"See you there," I said. "Have a nice day!"