A store in out town is going out of business and decided to use one of thos spamming liquidators. Imaging my blood pressure as I was driving through town in the morning and saw the rows of fluorescent green spam so familiar to us all.
I had to go somewhere, but figured I'd have a long afternoon of yanking signs when I got back.
When we returned at about 1: 30 in the afternoon, all of the signs were gone, though the bums on the corners were still holding their signs.
I went to the police station and asked them what happened. They told me that the signs had been the "issue of the day" around the cop shop; the police were deluged with complaint calls and visits (including one from the First Selectman).
Of course, the oblivious store owner hadn't been told by the liquidator that the signs might cause a problem. (Pretty dumb of her not to figure it out herself, in my estimation.)
She got the message after not only being visited by the town cops, but also by a State trooper from the next town over (it's too small to have its own police department). She protested that she was too busy with her sale to go get the signs, and was informed by the police that she'd have to lock the doors if necessary to go take them down. She ended up sending her kids out to collect the signs.
And the best part? When they went out to collect the signs, 1/3 to 1/2 of them had already been removed, and not one by me!
Now that's the way to deal with these liquidators. The police knew (thanks to me) not to let the liquidator B.S. them about how the bankruptcy laws let them spam.
Overwhelming force from the local government, anger and most importantly ACTION from the citizens, and the problem gets solved quickly.
And I got to sit on my screen porch and drink beer instead of having to spend my afternoon pulling signs. What a great day.