Damnit, Part Three

4pm: The pad's gone again. But this time, it's completely gone. I put it up by gluing the back Post-It of the pad to the cardboard, and whoever took it went through the care of ripping off that one, as well. Is there some vast black market for a Post-It shortage I wasn't aware of?

Pen's gone, too. But now, I'm learning: I only glue a third of a pad on the thing. If these things are so damn precious, maybe I shouldn't be wasting whole pads on it.

6pm: I'm thinking maybe it'd be a better marketing move to have the pad on the front door, rather than the side window. I move it.

Fig. 5a: Inexplicable carnage Fig. 5b: Moved to front door


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