I was in western North Dakota this week, but not in Dickinson. I had some of my tools with me, but the battery in my saw was not very good, the most it would cut was a 2″x4″. I was making a 2′ wide by 2′ tall floor cabinet for the inside of my utility trailer. I went to a lumber store and asked if I bought a 4’x8′ sheet of plywood, would they cut it in half for me?
I said let me draw you a sketch so that you can see how I want it cut. The young lady was very attractive and nice, I had noticed her when I was looking for the hardware that I needed. She looked at the sketch and said, “O.K., you want it cut in half, and then two inches taken off each side.” I said no. She said, “Well, that is what this says.”
She handed the sketch to a male co-worker, who looked at it and said, “O.K., you want it ripped down the middle, …and then you want it cut up into two foot pieces.”. I said no, just ripped down the middle, leaving me two pieces that are 2’x8′.
Both of them were pissed off at me. Then a third guy who cut the plywood was pissed off at me. They had never seen such a thing, and they didn’t like it at all. It was confusing to them.
I designed and drew bridges for a 1-1/2 years, did the structural detail drawings too. Got the plans permitted in different jurisdictions. I did the structural drawings and detail drawings for ships. I did the loading calculations and structural drawings for houses. I can’t believe North Dakota. I didn’t want to hurt these people’s feelings, so I didn’t say anything, but them not being able to understand that sketch caused me great concern and tremendous doubt about people in North Dakota.