112: Pepsi Pickle

Every time I go to the gas station, I’m confronted with this sight.

A big, green Pepsi bottle. All of the red pigment from the print has been burned out by the sun, leaving this sickly sad beverage, leering at me from behind the pumps.

I don’t think the sign is doing its job very well, because it really doesn’t make me want a Pepsi.

It does, however, make me want a pickle.

So, I decided to make it a pickle friend, and hang it up right next to it.

Here’s some process photos:

When I was finished, I hit the store, picked up some zip ties, and walked down to the gas station. But, when I got there, I was surprised.

Lately, I’ve been taking the bus to work and not really needing a lot of gas. I guess I hadn’t been to the gas station for a little while since I snapped the first photos.

Meanwhile, something awful had happened.

They took down the Pepsi sign.

I was completely flabbergasted. It had been there forever, and it’s always looked terrible. It didn’t even occur to me that they would take it down. Now my sign makes no sense whatsoever.

I strapped my nonsense sign to some randomly chosen pole along the walk home. I can only hope it makes a passerby fairly uncomfortable due to complete lack of context.

See ya next week.