Zoning Code Officer Ruins the Fun: High School Students Painting of Giant Pastries Deemed a ‘Sign’ by Bakery Owner In a shocking turn of events, a New Hampshire bakery owner’s dreams of showcasing a whimsical painting by high school students morphed into a nightmare when a zoning code officer decided to rain on his parade, or, in this case, his pastry display

Zoning Code Officer Ruins the Fun: High School Students Painting of Giant Pastries Deemed a ‘Sign’ by Bakery Owner

In a shocking turn of events, a New Hampshire bakery owner’s dreams of showcasing a whimsical painting by high school students morphed into a nightmare when a zoning code officer decided to rain on his parade, or, in this case, his pastry display.

The innocent painting, depicting oversized, delectable pastries – a croissant the size of a car, a donut the size of a tire – was a labor of love by talented young artists. Little did they know that their masterpiece would become the center of a bureaucratic battle that would have made Kafka proud.

The unnamed bakery owner, let’s call him Bob, for the sake of anonymity, was initially thrilled by the painting. He saw it as a unique and eye-catching addition to his establishment, something that would surely draw in customers with its playful charm. Little did he know that his excitement would soon turn to annoyance, then anger, and finally resignation.

Enter the villain of our story, the zoning code officer. Armed with a ruler and a clipboard, this defender of the law had the audacity to claim that the painting was not art, but a sign. Yes, you read that right. A painting of giant pastries, lovingly crafted by talented students, was being classified as a sign. Because, you know, nothing says “Buy our bread” quite like a massive cinnamon roll on canvas.

Bob was reportedly flabbergasted by the officer’s determination. He argued, pleaded, and even resorted to begging (allegedly), but to no avail. The officer was resolute in his decision, unwilling to budge an inch in the face of such sugary defiance.

As the news of this bureaucratic absurdity spread, the community rallied behind Bob and the high school artists. Social media hashtags were born (#PastriesAreNotSigns), petitions were signed, and protests were organized outside city hall. The people demanded justice for the innocent painting, a symbol of artistic expression crushed under the weight of mindless regulation.

In a statement to the press, Bob expressed his frustration with the situation. “I never imagined that a painting of giant pastries could cause such controversy,” he lamented. “I just wanted to bring a smile to people’s faces and maybe sell a few croissants along the way.”

Meanwhile, the high school students behind the infamous painting remained mostly silent, letting their art do the talking. But insiders say they were seething with anger, their idealistic view of the world shattered by the harsh realities of zoning codes and red tape.

As the dust settled on this bizarre saga, one thing became clear: the fight was far from over. Bob vowed to continue his battle against the tyranny of overzealous regulation, with plans to take his case all the way to the Supreme Court if necessary. And the painting of giant pastries? Well, let’s just say it found a new home in Bob’s living room, where it will serve as a constant reminder of the day when art was mistaken for a sign.