Back in the day I painted quite a good many billboards across the Carolina's, Georgia,Tennesee,Virginia,etc,...well I usually started drawing my layout from left to right as one would normally write a sentence,but this one day I was painting a 20'x80' billboard atop a very high hill just as you cross the state line from Georgia into South Carolina,...the copy read "THIS EXIT" in 12' high letters and underneath it read "Truck Parking" in about 4' letters,...well after painting the logo for the motel chain I got to figuring that it would make things go faster if I just hung my 20' stage dead center of the "THIS EXIT" so that I could skip having to hang my swing stage 4 times and get the job done in three falls(a fall was the term used to denote the space that could be done with one drop of the swingstage in this case it translated to about 24') Well this biilboard was way atop a hill and could be read by oncoming traffic for about 7/8 of a mile just after they crossed the state line. the road up to it wasn't much more than a timber road that had been cleared for our access and the electrical companies meter reader,...the rest of the hillside was brush and small trees. well I started work and around noon just as we sat down to eat our lunch 50' up in the air there comes this mini chevy truck with a camper shell crashing thru the bushes and honking it's horn,...out jumps Grand Pa with the red dot in the middle of his forehead with white flowing robes and about five of his son's nephews and first cousins all shouting "stop! stop! you have to change that!!!" ,....well I yelled back down and explained that I was eating my lunch and we had a layout that had been signed and approved by them and I wasn't going to lower 500 lbs of painters, stage and paint because they couldn't make up their mind and wanted a copy change. They would have to call the main office (halfway across the state) to authorize a work order and then pay me for any work I had already done,...Well Grand Pa with the red dot was well beside himself cussing me in some foreign language and waving his arms trying to pull on my falls(the ropes that dangled from my stage to the ground) I let him know that that was not wise as we had about 5 gallons of open paint buckets up there with us and he was starting to annoy me,...he promptly backed out of range and shouted one more time NO NO NO you have to change that,...pointing at the sign behind me,... well by then he had me mad and I dropped the stage down 15' so we could get to the top of our ladder and stomped down demanding to know just what the hell his problem was as I had an approved signed by him layout,....I get down and he leads me out 25 yards to look back up at my efforts thus far and realized his problem,...the sign read
"S EX" in 12' high letters with "truck parking underneath it in 4' letters,..all this beside the logo for a major motel chain I won't mention,....After showing me that they pointed across the road to the ramp off the expressway in front of their motel which was full of big rigs backed up on the ramp because their parking lot was too full for the lunch crowd that had seen my sign,...well after a few phone calls to the main office I got authorization from my dispatcher and we changed the copy,...they ended up paying me for the sq ft that I had already painted because they wanted it painted out immediately even if it was totally like the artwork and correct,...it had to go.