The DMN has a story today about how the water restrictions are turning neighbor against neighbor, as they rat each other out for sprinkling illegally. Turns out I’m a squealer, too.
It was Friday afternoon, 4:50. As I was leaving an appointment in Uptown, I espied this property with its sprinklers on full blast. The sidewalk was wet, and water was running into the street. That’s two violations: over-watering and watering during a restricted time. So I called the number on the UCR Realty for-lease sign, figuring I’d give them a friendly heads-up. When I couldn’t get a live person, I turned them in. The 3-1-1 operator was friendly as could be and most appreciative for the call.
Hi, my name is Tim Rogers. And I am a stool pigeon.
