All I Hear is Static Holding a Thirstbuster

avatarthumbnail.jpgSince I theoretically need a real estate hook for this story, we’ll answer the unasked question of where your property line ends in Arizona – as a general rule, it either ends at the sidewalk or at the beginning of the street with an easement on the property for the sidewalk. In almost no circumstances do you own the blacktop in front of your house, no matter what you may feel.

You see, I’m attempting to find a real estate topic to write about but instead my inner voice is being clogged by the experience of being shrieked at by someone clinging to her Thirstbuster for dear life and clearly looking for a fight for committing the utterly unforgivable crime of parking on a public street to pick up my daughter from school.  I had thought I had conducted my due diligence, checking for the No Parking signs that are present on five other blocks surrounding the school but absent on this one.

Now, there are two general reasons why there are no No Parking signs on this street: a) a request has been made of the city and the city declined to take action; b) the residents, and in particular this shrieking homeowner, have not taken the time to make the request of the city.

Should everyone decide that this particular street should be a No Parking zone, then I’ll have no problem with it. I’ll happily go back to watching all of the illegal u-turns that go unpunished on both Greenway at 66th Avenue and on 66th Avenue itself.

(There are few things as enjoyable than being yelled at by someone who was prevented from performing an illegal u-turn because you had the audacity to be at the top sign waiting to turn either right or left legally.)

In the interest of my daughter not having to watch a grown woman act like a lunatic (and watching her teenage daughter get into the act because she can’t find room to park her oversized truck), I’ll probably park across the street in the future. I don’t think that a 10-year-old needs to see this woman’s pathetic display again.

Sure, it would be more fun to park there again and dare her to do something to my car so that I might have the honor of calling the police to investigate the damage. But at the end of the day, it’s really not worth it.

But the incident, and the smoldering which has taken place since I quietly drove off rather than have my child see just how annoyed I was at this woman’s churlish behavior, brings me back to an old saying … you catch more flies with honey than vinegar.

Ask nicely, and I’d be inclined to see your point of view and move over a bit. But as Will Smith said in Hancock, “Call me an a-hole … one more time” and the reaction will be more than a little different.

[tags]Phoenix real estate[/tags]

Jonathan Dalton

Jonathan Dalton is a 40-plus-year resident of the Valley and has been helping folks buy and sell homes since 2004. He can be reached at 602-502-9693 or info at


  • M Realty 9 years ago

    Come in the dead of night and let the dogs leave puppy landmines in her yard. Its immature, but its also a timeless classic. ha ha


  • Jonathan Dalton 9 years ago

    DUDE! I didn’t even mention this … she’s got a little sign on her yard, it’s in the shape of a dog doing his business with the word NO etched into it. Not sure if that’s legally enforceable …

    I’m not even going to go into the variations of that theme that crossed my mind when I was still seething four hours later.

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