Two weeks ago, I bought an excellent frame. It was marked down to $3, which seemed like a mistake. It was at Walgreens. I felt like I found a free bag of money.
On the way home, it occurred to me that the frame deserved a home worthy of the bargain I paid.
I printed a picture of someone I know and trimmed it to fit exactly in the frame. They’d be mortified to know their picture was used. (It’s not the first time I’ve used their picture for this kind of nonsense.)
The next day, I took one nail and a screwdriver with a hollow reservoir for the screw tips. I put the nail inside and brought the most excellent frame with me.
I hung the picture in a conspicuous place, using the screwdriver base to push the nail into the wall.
I’m not going to say where.
It’s still there, proudly hanging exactly where I placed it.
I’ve done this many times before.
For whatever reason, I’m proud of this one.
These covid times demand more nonsense.
There’s a problem, though. I now have the urge to see how many of different people I can get on the same wall before getting caught; or rather, caught and asked what in blazes I think I’m doing.
In years past, I did this sort of thing often. It’s one thing to replace the pictures on the shelf at the store, another to ignore cameras or people watching you as you hang one. I once put two pictures on the desks of bank employees with at least 20 people milling around.
I wrote this last week but posted it because a friend sent me a similar prank that went viral.
° Also – there are now TWO pictures on the wall in the place which shall not be named. °