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Why I Haven’t Written About Dickinson, North Dakota For A Month

I have not written about Dickinson, North Dakota for a month. This is the longest that I have gone in the past five years without writing anything. This has been one of the worst months of my life. Most of my problems involved being sick, my Siamese cat, going back to Idaho to work on my house, and thefts where I live in downtown Dickinson.

Everything that went wrong for me, was not nearly as important or consequential as the thefts of my property in downtown Dickinson, North Dakota. The last blog post that I wrote on May 27 titled “Early Morning Thefts In Downtown Dickinson, North Dakota”, turned out to be just the beginning.

On the morning of May 27, I found my white color Mongoose mountain bicycle hanging from it’s bicycle cable lock, with the front wheel undone, hanging off the back of my truck. I took Dickinson Police Officer Langler’s advice when he came to take a report, to purchase a security camera.

On the morning of June 6, I found that my white color Mongoose mountain bicycle was gone. The surveillance video showed two adults ride up on black BMX bicylces, cut through the bicycle cable lock, and ride off on my bicycle at 2:21 a.m. Dickinson Police Officer Kinto took a report on this theft.

On the morning of June 15, a neighbor found the bicycle cable lock cut through on my older red color Mongoose mountain bicycle parked in the bicycle rack. The surveillance video showed an adult walk up to this bicycle and crouch down beside it at 2:31 a.m. Dickinson Police Officer Bates took a report on this attempted theft where the bicycle cable lock was cut through.

On the evening of June 25 at 7:20 p.m., my neighbors observed an adult male taking pictures of what was in the back of my truck using his phone, apparently the set of four truck tires. The Dickinson Police were not very helpful at first when I was trying to explain this to them, they were especially not helpful when they later tasered this individual 100 feet from my truck when he was being combative and non-compliant with them, in regards to a dispute.

I tried to explain about the attempted theft and successful theft of my property on May 27, June 6, June 15, and at 7:20 p.m. this evening by this individual now in their custody in the back of their patrol vehicle to several Dickinson Police Officers standing there, but they didn’t want to hear about it, except for Officer Langler, who unfortunately had to leave on another call. I couldn’t believe it, I thought that I would have a very difficult time catching this person, and now that the Police had him in custody in their patrol vehicle, they didn’t want to hear about it.

The following morning, June 26, I was able to give a written statement and three surveillance videos to Dickinson Police Sergeant Moser who was in charge of the day shift, in the hope that the Dickinson Police Department could use all of this information with the dates, times, and videos to make some progress in theft investigations in Dickinson.

Dickinson Police Officers Langler, Kinto, Bates, and Moser were professional and they appeared to have a genuine interest in stopping the thefts in downtown Dickinson. But something is wrong beyond these specific instances of theft and attempted theft where I live in downtown Dickinson, something is wrong with the Mayor Scott Decker, the Police Chief Dusty Dassinger, the Judges, the City of Dickinson Commissioners, the long-time local residents, and the out of state workers in Dickinson.

I have lived in small towns, college towns, oil field towns, medium-sized towns, and big cities like Tampa, Phoenix, and Fort Worth. Dickinson has by far the worst theft and drug crime, and it only has a population of 25,000 people.

What I believe is the deliberate under-reporting of crime in Dickinson, is doing way more harm than good. If crime is really bad and out of control, let the people know, let the Mayor know, let the City Commissioners know, so that additional officers or detectives can be hired, or even ask for assistance from the State Police.

There seems to be some kind of unwritten understanding between Police Chief Dusty Dassinger, the Judges, and the thieves and drug addicts in Dickinson, that the theft of property is not that bad, drug activity is not that bad, as long as you don’t do anything violent, you’re O.K.

The behind the scenes attitude of Mayor Scott Decker, Police Chief Dusty Dassinger, the City of Dickinson Commissioners, and the Judges, that the city is just going to have to live with theft and drug crime, there isn’t much that you can do about it, let’s try to minimize the reporting of crime in Dickinson, we aren’t going to hire more Police Officers, let’s just try to make it through these post oil boom years, and all of this will die off, ……..this attitude of allowing it, permitting it, and ignoring it is making Dickinson have the worst crime of anywhere I have ever lived in my life.

Early Morning Thefts In Downtown Dickinson, North Dakota

I spent a good part of Friday, Saturday, and Sunday during daylight hours, working on vehicles, getting things done, making progress. Each night I looked on the internet for parts, vehicle problems that were similar to what I had, and repairs that other people had done.

This morning, Memorial Day, when I went outside my apartment building to go to my truck, I saw that someone had tried to steal my mountain bike from the bed of my truck. I had a cable lock going through the bicycle frame and front wheel, because the front wheel has a quick-release lever. The front wheel was removed and hanging there, and the bike was pulled out and hanging there.

This really made me angry, for a whole bunch of reasons. I keep a lot of tools and equipment in my vehicles. I use these tools and equipment regularly, and they need to stay in my vehicle. Things like a battery jump start box, battery charger, digital multi-meter, compressed air tank, socket set, cordless tool set, dremel tools, other tools, spare tires, shop jack, and so forth. This truck got stolen in Dickinson in 2016, and $2,000 worth of tools and equipment were removed from it.

When this truck got stolen in Dickinson in 2016, the tools and equipment that were taken from it, plus the four new tires that were taken off of it, plus the time and money that I spent driving around from Richardton to New England to Belfield looking for my truck and handing out flyers, this all cost me a loss of about $3,000.

The person who stole my truck and later abandoned it, he is a long-time, well-known car thief in the Dickinson area, and a drug addict. He spends most of his time in jail and in prison. Getting arrested, being placed in jail, and going to prison are not a deterrent to him, nor will he ever, ever be able to pay any restitution for what he stole.

So now, I have a cable lock going through my truck steering wheel, a cable lock going through my spare tires, and a cable lock going through my mountain bike. I have to double check that my tool box is locked, and I have to double check that anything of value is locked inside of a locked chest, which is cable locked to the seat frame.

But all of this locking everything up, all of this worry about locking up everything that I own, trying to keep the tools and equipment that I use and need, it’s like a losing battle here in Dickinson. Living in Dickinson, it’s always, always one step forward, and two steps back.

Low-life, scum-of-the-earth thieves still roam the streets of downtown Dickinson at night trying to steal things out of people’s vehicles. They aren’t afraid of the Police, they aren’t afraid of going to jail, and they aren’t afraid of going to prison. The Police, the Judges, the jail, and prison aren’t bad enough or severe enough for them to be afraid, these things aren’t a deterrent to them.

I have to be careful about what I say, but I would like to kill the next person that I catch trying to steal something from me or vandalize something that I own. I know that I would probably get caught, that I would go to prison for years, maybe life, maybe get the death penalty. The thieves in Dickinson have no fear of getting caught, they will keep on stealing because their punishment is never severe enough, so I would just like to kill them right on the spot.

I called the Dickinson Police this morning, and an officer came and he looked at what I had going on. The Police Officer suggested to me that I get a trail camera. I went to Menards and I bought a high-definition security camera system for $190. I mounted the outdoor weatherproof high-definition security camera on my apartment balcony, aimed at where I park my vehicles.

The power and video cable from the outdoor camera go to a DVR inside my apartment that has a 1 terabyte hard drive. The default operation of the outdoor camera and DVR is to record video whenever motion is detected. However, I changed the settings so that the outdoor camera video is recorded continuously. There is enough memory for the camera video to be recorded continuously for eighty hours before the DVR automatically begins overwriting the older video.

Now, I sit here in my living room glancing at my television screen, which shows what is going on in the apartment building parking lot and out on the street. This afternoon, I went over to one of my neighbor’s house to tell him what had happened, and he and his wife told me that a luggage carrier had been stolen off of a truck one block away earlier this week.

The second neighbor that I spoke to this afternoon, he told me what else had been stolen this past week in this neighborhood. The third neighbor that I spoke to, he showed me the Nissan car that had been broken into last week. The first two neighbors that I spoke to this afternoon, they had an idea where the thieves are coming from, and this area is where I thought they were coming from too.

There is a very wretched and distressed apartment building, and several very distressed houses that have been subdivided into little cubby holes for the drug addicts to live in, that pretty much guarantee that we will always have crime in this neighborhood downtown. The drug addicts come out after midnight and wander around the neighborhood looking for things to steal.

Though these drug addicts wandering the streets at night in Dickinson attract the attention of the Police, what are the Police going to do besides asking them a few questions about what they are doing and where they are going? The way that Dickinson is now, probably 25% of the people living downtown have had a drug conviction in the past. With all these drug addicts walking the streets after midnight, each claiming that they are going somewhere, what are the Police going to do?

The Truth About What Is Going To Happen To Dickinson, North Dakota

It is tiring, frustrating, and upsetting to me, to continue to see people in Dickinson refusing to recognize and acknowledge what is going to happen to Dickinson, North Dakota. I don’t want to see anyone being taken advantage of, and that is the way that I look at what people are attempting to do in Dickinson, to deceive others for financial gain.

Why can’t everyone just accept and admit, that Dickinson already experienced an oil boom in the 1950s and the late 1970s, and that after each of these oil booms Dickinson experienced a contraction in the economy, many people losing high paying jobs, businesses closing, people moving away, property decreasing in value and becoming difficult to sell. This most recent oil boom ended in 2015, there will be a continued decrease in the population of Dickinson, but no one will admit this, and everyone is pretending that this isn’t going to happen.

The very wealthy owners of the local banks in Dickinson, most of whom do not live in Dickinson, have already put in place lending policies that show that they understand what is going to happen in Dickinson: many people losing their jobs, many people moving away, properties decreasing in value, and properties becoming difficult to sell. I will give three brief example of these local bank lending policies:

I wanted to purchase a manufactured home in Belfield on its own 75’x140′ lot that was for sale for $20,000 to $25,000. This treed and grass corner lot with water, sewer, and electric to it was probably worth $20K, without even considering the 3br, 1ba fully furnished home in good condition with new siding, added enclosed porch, and added open deck. I contacted five local banks, and each one of them said that they had been instructed to not make any loans on manufactured homes, no matter how much land was involved.

A neighbor of mine who is 53 years old, wanted to purchase a home in our neighborhood that was for sale for $130,000. This neighbor had made about $45,000 per year for the past eight years with his current employer. He is single, and he had just finished paying about $900 per month in child support for the past fifteen years. If he continued to allocate this $900 per month toward house payments, he could have paid off this house mortgage in fifteen years. The bank told him no, as if his income and eight year job history at the same company in Dickinson didn’t mean anything, like they were expecting him to lose his job and not be able to get another job.

Another neighbor of mine who is in his forties and single, he has made about $42,000 per year for the past four years with his current employer. He wanted to buy a house, so he completed a mortgage application with a local bank. The bank approved him for a mortgage of up to $80,000. If you go on the internet and use a mortgage calculator, this $80,000 mortgage would have a monthly payment of less than $400 per month. With a single man having a take-home pay after taxes of $2,700 per month, why would the bank calculate that he could only afford $400 per month on housing? It’s like the bank didn’t expect him to keep his job, or be able to get another job.

From the three examples above, the local bank lending policies indicate that they don’t expect local people to keep their job, be able to get another job, and the banks don’t want to foreclose on properties in order to sell them to recover the unpaid balance on loans, because these properties will not be worth the unpaid loan amount, and these properties will not sell.

There are people and groups in Dickinson that like to talk about how Dickinson is growing, which isn’t going to happen the way that they say it is. Dickinson is going to shrink and contract for at least the next several years. I am tired of hearing about several specific examples of growth and prosperity in Dickinson, which in my opinion, these examples are hoaxes, as they aren’t going to happen any time soon: the Davis Refinery, the Odyssey Theaters Cinema Complex, and the Dickinson Hills Shopping Center.

I have written about, and explained the proposed Davis Refinery west of Belfield twice before. The original proposed cost of the Davis Refinery was $900 million, twice the cost of the Dakota Prairie Refinery west of Dickinson which was built by the huge utility company Montana Dakota Utilities. How was the proposed $900 million Davis Refinery going to be built, by an investor group who had never built a refinery before, who were in fact seeking initial investments to help cover the cost of permitting and planning? My personal opinion is that the proposed Davis Refinery developers have only raised $10 million to $40 million.

A year or two ago the City of Dickinson sold a public parking lot located behind the U.S. Post Office to Odyssey Theaters, supposedly so that they could build an 8 cinema movie theater complex. Most people in Dickinson have noticed that there is a shortage of parking downtown, even more so now that the City of Dickinson sold a public parking lot that was almost always full. Where are the customers of this proposed 8 cinema movie theater complex going to park? Construction was supposed to start this Spring, meaning now, but I don’t think that construction will start this year.

The developers of the proposed Dickinson Hills Shopping Center asked the City of Dickinson about a year ago if the City would pay for the extension of Fairway Street into their development. The City agreed to pay for this $1.3 million road extension if the developers could show that they had lease commitments from tenants. A few months ago the City Attorney Jan Murtha did look over signed lease agreements from Hobby Lobby, T.J. Maxx, Shoe Department Encore, and Dollar Tree. My opinion, is that although these four tenants signed valid lease agreements, there was no penalty to the developer if they did not move forward with construction. My opinion, is that the developer wanted the access road into their proposed development, so that they could sell this property, and not move forward with construction at this time.

North Dakota Governor Doug Burgum, his Attorney General Wayne Stenehjem, and Wayne’s cousin Stephen Stenehjem CEO and president of First International Bank & Trust, have all had to deal with embarrassing business fiascoes in Dickinson many times in the past several years: Dickinson State University awarding degrees to foreign students who did not complete the required curriculum; the DSU Foundation having to be dissolved and held in receivership to determine what was going on and where the money went; Hawks Point Assisted Living Facility on the DSU campus failing to repay their loan from First International Bank & Trust; DSU and the DSU Foundation failing to repay their loans for the construction of the Biesiot Activities Center.

People in Fargo and Bismarck are very aware of the business practices and outcomes in Dickinson, North Dakota. The Catholics collected and spent over $75 million in Federal grant money and donations to construct a new hospital in Dickinson, shutting down the old hospital. Many knowledgeable health care employees and residents in Dickinson came to realize that the old hospital that was shut down, had more emergency medical care capabilities, more critical care capabilities, more medical treatment services, and a building with a basement that could withstand a tornado.

Therefore, when a group business people and Dickinson State University people got together and created the Theodore Roosevelt Foundation in order to raise funding to build a Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library and Museum in Dickinson, the Governor of North Dakota stepped in and stopped that, No Way. The people in Fargo and Bismarck are fully aware of how the people in Dickinson are. No way were they going to allow a group of people in Dickinson to collect millions in government grants and donations, obtain construction loans, overpay contractor buddies to perform work, get a substandard inadequate facility, not repay the construction loans, and not be able to account for where all of the money went.

It’s not just the business practices in Dickinson that the rest of the state takes notice of, it’s how the people in Dickinson behave and treat other people. This is another reason why the Governor of North Dakota intervened to not allow the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library and Museum to be built in Dickinson, because of how the visitors would be treated in Dickinson and how the people behave in Dickinson. Here are some examples:

During the oil boom, the people in Dickinson quadrupled the rent that they charged the out-of-state workers.
During the oil boom, the people in Dickinson voted to not allow “Man Camp” temporary worker housing in the county to alleviate the housing shortage.
Though many, many people in Dickinson received windfall sums of money from oil wells on their property, the people in Dickinson deliberately refused to construct a homeless shelter. Out-of-state workers who could not afford the quadrupled rent, slept in their cars, underneath bridges, in the bushes along the railroad tracks, on the embankments of drainage ditches, or outside behind the truck stop.
When the ratio of men to women in Dickinson was 3:1, the Dickinson Police made a fake advertisement for a woman offering sex on the internet. When a man called to arrange to meet her, the fake woman made up the statement that she was under 18. The Dickinson Police then tried to charge the man with Commercial Sex Traffic of a Minor, a twenty year sentence, and he never even met the woman.
The bars and restaurants in Dickinson hire methamphetamine addict and heroin addict criminal women from Spokane, Seattle, and Coeur D’Alene to work as servers, performing no background checks.
The employers in Dickinson hire drug addict felons with multiple convictions, performing no or inadequate background checks.

Because of the end of the oil boom, the population of Dickinson will continue to decrease for years to come. The people in Dickinson refuse to acknowledge this, and they even point to signs of growth which are actually hoaxes, that will not happen. The very wealthy successful people like the local bank owners know what is going to happen in Dickinson, and they have practices in place that indicate they expect an out migration.

The Governor of North Dakota, the Attorney General of North Dakota, other wealthy successful people in North Dakota know all about the business practices in Dickinson, the business schemes of the people in Dickinson, what they do with government grant money and donations, how they don’t repay loans, how they are unaccountable for money, how the people in Dickinson treat other people, and how the people in Dickinson behave. Not only did they intervene to prevent the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library and Museum from being built in Dickinson, they wanted to close down the Women’s Correctional Facility in New England, and they will probably seek the closure of Dickinson State University before long.

In the near future, Dickinson will begin to change more toward what New England, Belfield, and Richardton are like. You don’t understand, this is what the wealthy, successful, influential people in Bismarck and Fargo want. They do not want Dickinson to grow, they want Dickinson to shrink. Not only do they not like Dickinson, and do not believe in Dickinson, they don’t want the oil revenue money from western North Dakota being wasted on improving Dickinson. As far as they are concerned, they would like to see Dickinson as just unimproved grassland, and all of you Dickinson people gone, because you just can’t seem to change and get with the program, you remain backwards.

Card Readers Not Working And Refund Not Given At Lucky’s Tesoro In Dickinson North Dakota

A year ago I began trying to use Lucky’s Tesoro gas station at the corner of Villard Street and 10th Avenue East in Dickinson, North Dakota. For several consecutive fueling stops at Lucky’s Tesoro, the gas pump card readers would not read my Wells Fargo debit card. This was very frustrating because my Wells Fargo debit card works absolutely everywhere else, and I didn’t like standing outside in the cold wind at the gas pump, wasting my time inserting my debit card again and again.

I quit trying to use this Lucky’s Tesoro because I could not get their gas pumps to read my debit card. A month ago, I began trying to use Lucky’s Tesoro again, and I found that one of their gas pumps would accept my debit card. A couple of weeks ago, my debit card wouldn’t work at Lucky’s Tesoro gas pumps again, but my American Express credit card would work. A week ago, neither my debit card nor my American Express credit card would work at Lucky’s Tesoro gas pumps, so I went inside and paid cash.

I telephoned the manager of Lucky’s Tesoro in Dickinson, Damien Bearden, and I explained to him that I would like to use this gas station, but it was angering me that the gas pumps would not read my Wells Fargo debit card nor my American Express credit card, when both of these cards work everywhere else. Part of the reason why I was angry, was because the cashiers at Lucky’s said to me, “No one else has complained that their cards don’t work at the gas pumps”, and I don’t see how this could be true.

A couple of days ago at Lucky’s Tesoro, the card reader at the gas pump wouldn’t read my debit card, so I went inside and I paid the cashier $20 cash for fuel on pump #6. I went back outside, I pumped 5 cents of gas, and then the gas nozzle would not activate to give me the remaining $19.95 of gas that I had paid for. I had to go walk back inside the store, talk to the cashier, go walk back out to the pump, try to restart the fuel pump, fiddle with it some more, and it still wouldn’t work. I was now running late for work, the store cashier was busy with other customers, so I told him I would call Damien Bearden the manager to arrange getting my money back.

On the drive to work, I telephoned Damien the manager of this Lucky’s Tesoro, I explained what had happened, and that I would come back to the store at this same time tomorrow to get $19.95 in gas, or cash back. Damien said O.K.

The following day I went back to Lucky’s Tesoro, the cashier remembered me, and he knew that I was there for my refund from yesterday. He said that he had to call Damien, which was a surprise to me, why couldn’t I just get the $19.95 in cash or gas as was agreed upon yesterday when I spoke to Damien? I heard the cashier’s phone call with Damien, and I was surprised even more when the cashier said to me, “Damien has to call me back.” I said to the cashier that this was ridiculous, I would wait a few minutes, but why couldn’t I just get $19.95 in cash or gas, why is this such a big deal, you know that I didn’t get the gas that I paid for yesterday.

I wasted a few more minutes waiting, and then I had had enough, I was going to be running late for work again. I told the cashier to tell Damien that I was going to write an article about everything that had happened, which at that time they probably could not have cared less, and I left.

I began asking people in Dickinson who owned this Lucky’s Tesoro, and they did not know. I found one person who did know that many people had had problems with the gas pumps not working at this Lucky’s Tesoro on Villard Street, though the cashiers denied that anyone else besides me had problems with their gas pumps.

I searched on the internet for a while, and I found a Dickinson Press newspaper article from 2016 that was about who owned this Lucky’s Tesoro, it was a local group of investors operating under the name Legacy 7 Group. In this Dickinson Press newspaper article, they interviewed one of the Legacy 7 Group investors who was acting as their spokesperson, his name was Tim Lantz. Here is the link to this newspaper article: https://www.thedickinsonpress.com/news/3951277-kum-go-has-new-owners-and-new-name-gas-station-purchased-legacy-7-group

I read some more information on the internet about the Legacy 7 Group and their other Lucky’s gas station in Dickinson. There are two reviews on the website Yelp which describe an experience similar to mine at Lucky’s Tesoro, here is the link, and the two reviews: https://www.yelp.com/biz/luckys-tesoro-dickinson-2

“Absolutely the worst Tesoro station I have ever visited, high priced, dirty and service is terrible. When Don H. Owned this place it was first class and clean.
I was waiting in line for a car wash and they let a guy go ahead of me not very observant at this facility.” …..from Michael

“I just got ripped off for $14 at the car wash. Absolutely worthless. Lesson learned, I will not be back.” …..from Monica

What do people need to do in order to get their money back from Lucky’s Tesoro in Dickinson? Do they need to file a small claims case with the court in Dickinson? Who and where do they serve the small claims notice? I spent some more time on the internet trying to look up “Legacy 7 Group” in order to find out who was listed as the president of this corporation or owner of this LLC, and their mailing address, but this information did not come up.

I tried to find Tim Lantz’s information, and it appears that Tim’s wife is Dr. Cheryl Lantz, the Nursing Department Chair at Dickinson State University. I am including the link to Dr. Cheryl Lantz because this gives her phone number and e-mail, so that you can contact her in order to find out where to get the small claims court papers served: https://www.dickinsonstate.edu/about/directory/dr-cheryl-lantz.html

Whoops, Cheryl Lantz changed jobs recently, she is now the executive director at CountryHouse Assisted Living in Dickinson, so this is her new e-mail address: clantz@chresidences.net.

Review Of Los Cabos Family Mexican Restaurant In Dickinson, North Dakota

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On Saturday afternoon, when it was windy, cold, and rainy, I helped my neighbor pick up and move some equipment that required two people to carry from his flat bed trailer to some wood pallets that he had set up. He said thanks, I’ll buy you dinner. Do you want to go to Buffalo Wild Wings or Sanfords Pub & Grub? I said either was O.K. He said lets go at 7:00 p.m.

I didn’t eat anything that afternoon because I was now expecting to eat a large cheeseburger and fries later that night at 7:00 p.m., I was not very hungry, and I was also on a diet. I spent the rest of the day driving back and forth to hardware stores and working outside on a personal project.

When my neighbor and I left that evening to go eat, he asked me if I had tried the new Mexican restaurant that had taken over where Don Pedros Mexican restaurant used to be. I said no, I hadn’t tried this new restaurant, but I had liked Don Pedros very much. He said well this is better than Don Pedros.

This new restaurant is called Los Cabos Family Mexican Restaurant. It is not a chain or franchise restaurant, it is a family created, owned, and operated restaurant. It is located on 12th Street West, just down the street from Ace Hardware, across the street from Army’s West.

As soon as we walked in, a very professional and nicely dressed male maitre d’ asked how many were in our party, quickly led us to a booth, and handed us menus. The restaurant which has two medium size dining areas, was either completely full once we took our seats, or very nearly completely full. There was one long table with a party of about twenty people adjacent to us, who were all very happy and enjoying themselves.

Next, an assistant waiter immediately brought us some complimentary tortilla chips and salsa to eat while we looked over the menu. Soon, our waiter came and took our drink order, and he asked us if we needed to take a few more minutes to place our food order. There were four or five pages of very interesting and appealing entrees to choose from: beef, chicken, seafood, steak, burritos, enchiladas, fajitias, carne asada, tortas, taco platters, salads, vegetarian options, and more.

I want to emphasize how professional the maitre d, assistant waiter, and waiter were in their dress, manner, alertness, and quickness. They were all adult men, who were very serious about their job, and the service could not have been better. This was the best and most professional restaurant staff that I have ever seen in Dickinson.

We ordered two appetizers, the guacamole dip, and the queso dip. Both were very good, and the assistant waiter had to bring us three or four baskets of tortilla chips, which he did without us having to ask.

I ordered the Steak Maya, which was marinated char-broiled steak accompanied with sauteed onions, mushrooms, jalapenos, pineapples, and sauce, served with four corn or flour tortillas, for $20. This was very, very good, and though I was hungry now after not having eaten anything all day, I could not finish my entree and I had to take half of it home with me in a to-go box.

My neighbor had some kind of giant burrito dinner platter, and he ate the remainder of the guacamole, queso, and salsa appetizers. No, I didn’t ask my neighbor to pay for my steak dinner like he offered to do for me helping him earlier, we split the bill which for the two of us was $55 with our drinks, two appetizers, free salsa, and our two entrees.

I would recommend this restaurant to people who are very hungry, who want very quick, attentive service, and large food portions. I would also recommend this restaurant to families with children, couples on dates, larger groups of people dining together, and even Dan Porter.

Here is a link to this restaurant where you can look at their menu items, appetizers, drinks, prices, daily specials, and hours of operation https://www.loscabosmexican.net/

The Deadly Crosswalks Of Dickinson, North Dakota

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Stopping at the crosswalks on Villard Street in Dickinson for pedestrians is like watching pheasants, ducks, or house pets get run over. The pedestrians in the crosswalk have this mistaken belief that all of the vehicles are going to come to a stop. No, they aren’t going to stop!

Whether I am in the right lane, or the left lane on Villard Street, when I slow down and come to a stop when pedestrians are entering the marked white-striped crosswalk, and I watch the pedestrians begin crossing the street in front of me, it never fails that a motorist travelling in the adjacent lane continues driving at 30 mph, oblivious to the fact that I have stopped in the middle of the road at some white-striped pavement markings and street signs the read “Crosswalk”, and that there are pedestrians about to emerge from in front of my vehicle.

It is really scary and nerve wracking, to watch a mom and her little kids make it across the first two lanes of traffic, pass in front of your vehicle, and then when they are just about ready to step into the last last lane and cross, Wrvroom!, some ignorant, inbred, piece of shit going 30 mph nearly kills the whole family.

Most people in Dickinson can’t read, there is no way they can understand signs, or understand pavement markings. They can’t understand something like, “Pedestrians in the crosswalk have the right-of-way” or “Yield to pedestrians” or “Crosswalk”.

The Best Place To Pick Up Hot Young Women In Dickinson, North Dakota

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In the beginning of April, I was invited to go to dinner at the Dickinson State University Dining Hall restaurant called “The Perch”. I had not known that the DSU Dining Hall restaurant was open to the public, but it was.

The first time that I ate at The Perch restaurant, the salad bar and the main course choices were very good. The 2nd, 3rd, and 4th times were O.K. too. However, on the evening of April 23 when I arrived at the restaurant at 7:00 p.m., and after I had paid to get in, I could not find any silverware, plates, or glassware, and I found that there was hardly any food left.

Meanwhile, the general manager of the restaurant, Aaron Zummer was standing there wearing a navy blue blazer, shaking everyone’s hand, instead of fixing the lack of silverware, plates, glassware, and food. Apparently, there had just been a diversity event at the restaurant which I thought must have been called something like “A Taste Of Ass”.

No longer having any respect for this restaurant, or any desire to ever return, I want to now share and promote this restaurant to the oil field workers, construction workers, and all males in the area, as the best place to meet and pick up hot young women.

First of all, whether you are 15 years old, or 65 years old, this restaurant on the Dickinson State University campus is open to the public, and you have a right to enter the DSU Student Center building to eat at The Perch restaurant, or attend the Odyssey Cinemas movie theater that is also located in the Student Center building and open to the public.

The restaurant is buffet style, once you pay $10.75 to get in, you can help yourself to the salad bar, desert bar, and hot dish bar. You have a variety of drinks to choose from, and you can eat and drink as much as you want.

At DSU, like most universities, there are more females than males enrolled at the school. For most of these females, this is the first time that they have been away from the supervision of their mother and father. These young ladies are looking to break the rules, try new things, and do some things that they shouldn’t be doing. Many of them know that at the end of four years when they graduate and have to start a career, they will have to be careful about what they do, but for these four years, this is the time that they can experiment.

This is also one of the few times that young women will not care very much about what a man does for a living, how much money he makes, how much money he has, what kind of car he drives, or what kind of home that he lives in. These college student women just want to have a good time, have fun, and be entertained. Oil field workers and construction workers are a perfect match for these young women.

At this DSU diversity event in this restaurant, there were a lot of young Indian women from India. They were all thin, with very beautiful long dark hair, pretty eyes, and pretty smiles. These Indian girls are lonely, and eager to make friends. I know from past experience that Indian girls are a special treat. They look different, and they taste different, they taste like duck. They become in-love very quickly, and have sex without any inhibition or holding back.

Also at this DSU diversity event, there were a lesser amount of Asian women. These Asian women were all thin, with long dark hair, and friendly smiles. Asian women are very attentive, devoted, and affectionate. As you have heard, “Asian women love you long time.”

The American college student women that you will meet at The Perch restaurant, they have above average grooming and hygiene. You can appreciate how clean they smell, and what nice shiny clean hair they have. Most of these young college student women haven’t gotten fat yet.

Just like the buffet, you can have as many of these young college women as you want, it is only a matter of your appetite. I recommend that oil field workers and construction workers go in groups of two or three, so that the friends of the girl that you want to hook up with have someone to be with too. I recommend having two or three alcohol drinks before you go to dinner at The Perch restaurant so that you won’t have any shyness in meeting the ladies.

Dining At The Best Restaurant In Dickinson, For The 2nd, 3rd And 4th Time

In the beginning of April, I wrote a blog post article titled, “The Best Restaurant In Dickinson, North Dakota Is A Secret”. In that I article I described my first dining experience, how good the salad bar was, how good the main course was, and what a nice pleasant, clean atmosphere it had.

On my 2nd, 3rd, and 4th visit to this restaurant, I came to appreciate even more, the complete absence of the filth and grotesqueness that is normal for Dickinson. There were no obese, land whale women paddling their fat arms through the air trying to gain extra thrust and speed towards the restaurant entrance. There were no meth addict waitresses standing outside the restaurant entrance smoking a cigarette.

Each time that I went to this restaurant, there were clean, healthy looking, nicely and appropriately dressed men and women. Everyone was very polite, well behaved, and quiet. No one used bad language, no one yelled across the room, and no one started a fight.

On my 2nd visit, the main course was not memorable. On my 3rd visit, they served battered fish, with rice pilaf, mixed vegetables, and chicken alfredo. I am usually scared to eat fish in Dickinson because of its appearance and its smell. It is hard to get good fish in Dickinson because it has to go through so many different steps in the shipping process to get here. This time, the fish that I had was very good.

On my 4th visit to this restaurant, the main course was just O.K., but the vegetables and several different kinds of pasta were very good. I have never been put-off by anything that they have served at this restaurant, and I leave feeling very full and pleased with everything.

For those of you who did not read the first article that I wrote about this restaurant, I can’t publicize or tell very many people about this restaurant, because most of the people in Dickinson behave so badly, that they would ruin this restaurant very quickly.

Update 4/23/19:

Because the dickhead manager on duty, who I believe was Aaron Zummer with Sodexo, let this restaurant run out of silverware, plates, glassware, and food this evening by 7:00 p.m., and he was standing around in a navy blue blazer glad-handing everyone, instead of correcting this shit, this changes everything.

The name of this restaurant is “The Perch”, and it is located on the far east side of the Dickinson State University campus, in the downstairs of the DSU Student Center.

I am now going to tell all of the worst, dirtiest, sloven, over-eating, problem people exactly where this restaurant is, how to get there, that it is all-you-can-eat for only $10.75.

I am going to make flyers for this restaurant, and put them up in the Tiger Truck Stop, Southside Bar, Paragon Bowling Alley, County Line Truck Stop, laundromats, and anywhere there are drunk, vagrant, hoodlum, homeless people. I am going to pick up homeless, dirty, smelly, drunk, mentally ill people, and drop them off at the DSU Student Center with $10, and tell them that they are welcome to stay for hours.

Fuck you, you dickhead Aaron Zummer. There could have been DSU students, with no vehicle, with no extra money, who were depending on this place for dinner. You ruined my dinner.

How To Act And Appear Respectable, Not Low Class And Trashy In Dickinson, North Dakota

April 6, 2019Uncategorizedguide to Dickinson North Dakota, Information on Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, manners in Dickinson North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, people behaving badly in Dickinson North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what are people like in Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

A week ago I wrote a blog post article titled, “The Best Restaurant In Dickinson, North Dakota Is A Secret”. In that article, I wrote about how good the food was in this restaurant, and that there weren’t any dirt-bag construction workers, oil field trash, no-good scum of the Earth meth addict women from Seattle, and other badly behaving people in this restaurant.

In this blog post, rather than express my frustration and disapproval by being mean and going on a rant, I will try to offer some suggestions about how people in Dickinson can act and appear respectable, and not low-class and trashy.

I stopped and thought about it, many people in Dickinson don’t know, they literally do not know that there is anything wrong or abnormal about their behavior, so it might be helpful for me to explain what not to do, and what they can do to act respectable:

What Not To Do:

If you have been working for more than several hours doing physical labor where you have become dirty, hot, and sweaty, don’t go out to eat at a nice restaurant without taking a shower and putting on clean clothes.
If you have not had a shower or changed clothes for more than 24 hours, don’t go out to eat at a nice restaurant without taking a shower and putting on clean clothes.
If you, and the clothes that you have been wearing, have been sitting in a vehicle or inside all day around people smoking cigarettes, do not go out to eat a nice restaurant without taking a shower and putting on clean clothes.
Do not wear dirty or smelly clothing to a nice restaurant.
At a nice restaurant, or any public place, do not spit into a receptacle and carry this receptacle around or place it anywhere, especially not on top of a dining table.
Do not speak so loudly that other people can hear you more than ten feet away when entering or dining in a nice restaurant.
Do not discuss anything crude, gross, or inappropriate when dining in a nice restaurant.
Do not use bad or offensive language, derogatory terms, or racial slurs when dining in a nice restaurant.
Do not try to instigate a fight, threaten, or insult other people when dining in a nice restaurant.
Do not shove, push, slap, hit, or wrestle with people in a nice restaurant, not even friends or family members.
Do not throw things or do property damage when in a nice restaurant, not even in the parking lot.
Do not stick your fingers inside of your mouth, your nose, your ears, or your pants when dining in a nice restaurant.
Do not rev your truck engine and spin your tires in the parking lot of a nice restaurant.
Do not leave your diesel truck idling in the parking lot of a nice restaurant, no one wants to listen to that noise, or smell that diesel exhaust.

What To Do:

Bathe regularly, always use soap and shampoo.
Wear a moderate amount of deodorant after bathing.
Wash your clothes regularly, and make it a habit to wear clean clothes.
Clean and trim your finger nails so that they are clean and nice looking.
Wash your hands so that they are clean.
Brush your teeth with toothpaste at least once per day.
Clean your ears regularly.
Get your hair cut at least once every three months.
Trim your beard or facial hair at least once every two weeks.
Try not to use swear words in conversation.

In many societies, it is the women who try to encourage and enforce good manners, but something long ago went wrong in Dickinson. I think that due to the barrenness and extreme cold in North Dakota, it was so hard to survive, that the women here just gave up on encouraging and enforcing good manners.

Now that there are modern conveniences like automobiles, indoor plumbing, electricity, hot running water, and washing machines, I think that the women in Dickinson need to start trying to encourage good hygiene and good manners.

To be fair, I should point out that at least half of the badly behaving people in Dickinson are construction workers, oil field workers, and meth addict women from out-of-state.

Discovering That Your Co-Workers And Managers Are Convicted Felons In Dickinson, North Dakota

In a few of my blog posts, I have given the warning that before you accept a job in Dickinson, North Dakota, you need to look up your employer, managers, and co-workers on http://publicsearch.ndcourts.gov/ to see what kind of criminal record they have.

The local companies in Dickinson are well known for preferring to hire people who did four years in prison over people who did four years in college, for several different reasons. They knowingly hire people who are convicted criminals because they like people who are more like themselves, rather than college graduates. Also, the employers in Dickinson sometimes unwittingly hire people who have done some very bad things because they didn’t perform a background check on them.

The reason why this has come to my attention so much in Dickinson, is because when one of my co-workers or managers has behaved strangely, irresponsibly, or shown aberrant behavior, myself or one of my co-workers has looked them up. Usually we find something that is kind of surprising, but then again it isn’t surprising, given how they have been behaving.

For instance, at one company where I had worked in 2013, a middle-aged woman who was my co-worker, was cursed out fairly severely by a younger man who had recently been promoted to manager. As a result of this unprofessional behavior, she looked him up on the internet. It turns out, that he had been convicted on two separate occasions for Felony Armed Robbery in Utah.

Not only had he not disclosed his two Felony Armed Robbery convictions on his job application, which is grounds for termination, he would not have been allowed to work for this company at all in the first place. She contacted the out-of-state owners of this company, not the sleazy North Dakota regional manager who had hired and promoted this young man in the first place, and he was immediately let go.

The sleazy North Dakota regional manager didn’t last too much longer with this company either, once the out-of-state company owners found out that he was hiring and promoting convicted Felony Armed Robbers to management, instead of employees like me who had a degree in engineering, no criminal record, and a good amount of previous management experience. But I am telling you again, local people in Dickinson are more comfortable hiring and promoting people who are more like themselves.

My second example, I have written about this before. I was working for a large well-known local construction company in Dickinson in 2017. A foreman, who was not my foreman and didn’t know me, was getting on to me in a way that he should not have been. I looked him up on the internet, and I found out that he had been charged with Kidnapping and First Degree Murder in Arizona.

I doubted that this foreman who was fucking with me, disclosed on is job application with this Dickinson construction company, that he had been charged with Kidnapping and First Degree Murder in Arizona. Why wasn’t he still in jail if this actually happened? Because he agreed to turn witness for the prosecution in order to convict the other two people involved in the Kidnapping and Murder.

This local construction company in Dickinson had not performed a background check, and the owner of this construction company was surprised when I printed out this foreman’s criminal records and gave it to him.

The reason why I am writing this blog post, is because this past week I had a manager from a company that I work with, jump on me in a very unprofessional way for making a suggestion. So I looked him up. In California and Nevada, this manager had been convicted of a series of burglaries, check forgery, and making fake California driver’s licenses.

Once again, just like the manager who had been convicted of two Armed Robberies, or the foreman who had committed Kidnapping and Murder, this manager who had been convicted of Burglaries and Check Forgery, he was showing a lack of appropriate and necessary social skills in dealing with people, which made him stand and catch people’s attention as having something wrong with him.

To try to summarize this, when a company has someone in a management or supervisor position, and it comes to people’s attention that they are acting more like a criminal or someone who has been in prison because of their primitive or thug-like behavior, instead of using reasoning and social skills, people aren’t going to like it, and it is not going to work.

Customers, co-workers, and subordinates are especially not going to like it when they find out that a company has hired and promoted an Armed Robber, a Kidnapper and Murderer, a Burglar and Check Forger, instead of hiring someone normal with no criminal record who acts professionally and appropriately, and they have instead been left to deal with someone who acts like a thug, convict, or criminal.

The last example that I gave, of the manager who I recently discovered is a convicted Burglar and Check Forger, I am not going to say anything about this yet, because he is already in so much trouble with the company that he works for, that he will probably not have his job much longer.

In Dickinson, Every Day Is A Battle, And Life Is A War

March 9, 2019Uncategorizedcoming to work in Dickinson North Dakota, guide to Dickinson North Dakota, how hard is it to get a job in Dickinson North Dakota, Information on Dickinson North Dakota, is Dickinson North Dakota a good place to live, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, things to do in Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, working in Dickinson North Dakota, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

About two years ago, I realized that living in Dickinson, every day is like a battle, and my life is like a war.

It seemed like every day, something bad happened. A dispute, argument, disagreement, confrontation, altercation, accident…every day something bad happened. Overall, adding all these days together, my life was like a war.

I also came to realize, that living in Dickinson was just like being in a prison work camp. Most of the people that I would encounter in Dickinson during each day, were rough, uneducated, ignorant, low-class people, many of them with criminal records. And, every day the Dickinson Police tried to follow me like I was a criminal, as if I was an inmate in a prison.

I told myself, that when I woke up in the morning, just like a prisoner getting ready to leave his cell, that I had better be prepared for all kinds of bad shit to happen, whether from the inmates, the guards, or the prison. This came to be the mindset that I needed to have in order to live in Dickinson, because life played out like this every single day.

I don’t know if other people in Dickinson look at life this way, and think that this is normal. This is not normal. In order to convince myself that life is not supposed to be like this, I thought about how life used to be before I came to Dickinson.

I remembered back to when I was a kid in elementary school, middle school, and high school. I remembered what college was like, what my early career was like, and when I got older and moved out to the western U.S. There was always, always this same cycle, where both good things would happen, and bad things would happen, and the good things seemed to outweigh the bad things.

I had some problems in school, but I ended up doing very well in school. I had some problems in college, but I graduated from engineering school. I had some bad jobs after college, but eventually I had some good and high paying jobs. When I left my career behind, I had some low points, but I also had some of the best times of my life, met very interesting people, and had new opportunities. Despite bad things happening from time to time, good things happened too.

However, living in Dickinson, nothing changes, it is just bad, all the time. The local people here, they hate people who are from someplace else, and they also hate each other. The local people here who have had the advantage of inheriting money, land, or a business would rather hire or advance local people, people with no education and a criminal record, before they would allow someone from someplace else to get ahead.

The local people here with no education, criminal records, and their methamphetamine addiction always begin with the intention of undermining and running off people from someplace else. Being a worker in Dickinson from someplace else, is like being in a bucket full of crabs, every time you get a claw on the edge of the bucket to try to pull yourself out, you get dragged back down by the other crabs.

The reason why I stay in Dickinson, is because it sucks so bad here, that no one wants to live here and work here, so the wages are higher than normal. It’s like working in a coal mine, it is dangerous, miserable, and dirty, but it pays well. Or it’s like working in the Middle East or Afghanistan where the people are barbaric savages, but it pays well.

More Reckless Driving, And What Are People In Dickinson, North Dakota?

At the apartment building where I live in downtown Dickinson, there are not enough parking spaces in the parking lot for each resident to have one. Each night there are usually about ten residents who have to park their vehicle on the street beside the building.

Last week, a new resident in the apartment building parked his older Dodge sedan on the street on Saturday evening, and someone ran into it, completely destroying it, and then they drove away. This resident’s vehicle was about fifteen years old, and it was worth about $2,500. I am sure that he did not have comprehensive insurance coverage on this vehicle because it was not worth very much. So just like that, he was without a vehicle, out about $2,500, and probably without any money to buy a replacement vehicle.

About two months ago, I wrote about a foreigner resident in the apartment building where I live, getting his vehicle ticketed for being parked in the same spot on the street for more than 48 hours. The battery in his vehicle was dead, and he did not understand that his vehicle was going to get towed if he didn’t move it to a different spot. His vehicle got towed away, and within one week, the tow and storage fees were $405, and after that there no was chance that he was ever going to get his vehicle back.

This is a low-rent apartment building where I live, and it is sad to see that so many of my neighbors never get ahead. It is like they take one step forward, and two steps back. Every time they start to get back on their feet, they get knocked back down again.

One of the things that is so perilous about this neighborhood where I live, is the car crashes. The street that I live on is not a main thoroughfare, the speed limit is 25 mph, and it is a straight road. However, in the less than two years that I have lived in this neighborhood, there have been five car crashes next to where I live.

I thought back on everywhere that I had lived in my 47 years of life, prior to moving to this neighborhood in downtown Dickinson, and I counted five vehicle accidents on or around my previous residences. In my seven years of living in Tampa with over 1 million people, there were only two vehicle accidents at the apartments where I lived. In Dickinson, with less than 25,000 people, in less than two years there have been five vehicle accidents beside where I live.

Many people in Dickinson now are a special kind of stupid, it’s hard to explain exactly. Historically, the people in Dickinson were farmers and blue-collar workers, these types of people normally have common sense. The people in Dickinson though they might have been poor, they were not white-trash because they were honest and there was very little theft in Dickinson.

I don’t know how it happened, but all of a sudden it was like the offspring of the farmers and blue-collar workers in Dickinson had attention-deficit-hyperactivity-disorder, plus a methamphetamine addiction, making them run around and drive vehicles like weasels.

People used to be described as professional, white-collar, tradespeople, blue-collar, white, white-trash, red-neck, hillbilly, yankee, black, poor black, Hispanic, Asian etcetera, and these terms were sufficient to give an idea of the person’s characteristics.

Many people in Dickinson do not fall into any of the above categories or descriptions. Many of the people in Dickinson could be described as ADHD meth addict weasels, because of their erratic, hyperactive, non-thinking, irresponsible, stupid, destructive behavior, especially when driving a vehicle.

Proposed Dickinson Town Square Moving To “Site B”

March 6, 2019UncategorizedDickinson Town Square Plan B, Dickinson Town Square Site B, Downtown Dickinson Association, Downtown Dickinson Town Square, guide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, Town Square in Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

In today’s Dickinson Press newspaper I read an article that reported on some of the decisions that were made at the most recent Dickinson City Commission meeting. In this blog post article I just want to focus attention on what was said about the proposed Dickinson Town Square.

After reading and re-reading this Dickinson Press newspaper article, it turns out that a decision was not made on the proposed Dickinson Town Square, rather there came to be a consensus of opinion among the City Commissioners, Downtown Dickinson Association, and Downtown Taskforce that their original and preferred plan to purchase three store-front buildings on Sims Avenue near Villard in order have enough combined space at the corner of Sims Avenue and Villard was going to be too expensive.

As a result of this consensus of opinion that the original and preferred location was going to be too expensive, the City Administrator was now going to determine the feasibility of using the original Town Square design plans, at another city owned location “on Third Avenue West” now being referred to as “Site B”.

I want to stop for a moment, and describe what I think is happening:

The Downtown Dickinson Association is a group of business owners and property owners who have businesses and property in downtown Dickinson. These people would like to see steady or increased business in downtown Dickinson so that they can make money and have their property hold its value or increase in value.

To achieve its goals, the Downtown Dickinson Association would like to see beautification projects, improvement projects, building rehabilitation, increased occupancy, new businesses, good restaurants, family friendly businesses, good publicity, events that attract people, and activities for people downtown.

At the same time, the City of Dickinson and other organizations such as the Dickinson Chamber of Commerce, would also like to see the historic downtown district in Dickinson prosper, for such reasons as high property values downtown bringing in high property taxes, and an attractive downtown benefiting Dickinson overall.

However, the City of Dickinson, other organizations, and other individuals are not always going to place the interests of the Downtown Dickinson Association first, or before their own interests. There are other locations in Dickinson that business owners and property owners want to remain important or increase in value, such as the T-Rex Mall area, the Prairie Hills Mall area, the North Hills area, and the Menards shopping area.

This “Site B”, in every newspaper article that I have read for the past year, it merely says “Site B is on Third Avenue West, across from American Bank Center”. There is only one American Bank Center on Third Avenue West, and it is located at 12th Street West, in the T-Rex Mall parking lot.

After I had written and published this article, a reader left a comment stating that “Third Avenue West, across from the American Bank Center” was not the location of “Site B”. The actual location of “Site B” is on 1st Avenue West, across from the American Bank Center. This location is just up the street from the Rock Bar, very near where many of the Live At 5, and First On First concerts were held in the past five years.

The Epitome Of Stupid, Crazy People In Dickinson, North Dakota

March 3, 2019Uncategorizedaggressive drivers in Dickinson North Dakota, driving in Dickinson North Dakota, guide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, reckless drivers in Dickinson North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, stupid people in Dickinson North Dakota, tail gaters in Dickinson North Dakota, what are people like in Dickinson North Dakota, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

This morning, Sunday February 3, I was driving north on Highway 22, fifty miles south of Dickinson. The temperature outside was -23 degrees Fahrenheit, and there was a 30 mph cross wind, making the temperature with windchill effect about -50 to -60 degrees Fahrenheit.

I did not want to hit a deer, go off the road, or have any kind of car problems because it was so cold, that getting stuck in such a remote area with a vehicle that is not running, could literally be life threatening. The speed limit on this section of Highway 22 is 65 mph all the way to Dickinson. I planned on driving 60 mph to 65 mph just to be safe. There was very little snow on the road, but snow was blowing in the air across the road.

When I was about forty miles south of Dickinson, I caught up to a maroon color Ford F250 pickup truck that was travelling at about 55 mph. I could tell from the large tires and suspension lift that this F250 truck was four-wheel-drive. I didn’t know why the driver of this truck was going so slow, with such a big, heavy four-wheel drive truck. I thought that maybe they were just being cautious due to the weather conditions.

I was trying to be cautious too, and I thought that maybe they knew better than me, maybe they were aware of some deeper snow drifts across the road further up ahead. I decided to stay at least three hundred feet behind this F250 truck, because I was not in a hurry, I didn’t want to pass them, and I didn’t want to tail gate them.

For the next twenty miles, I stayed at least three hundred feet behind this Ford F250 pickup truck, though I thought that I could probably drive safely at about 60 mph to 65 mph, instead of the 55 mph that this truck was doing. About twenty miles south of Dickinson, where the wind was much less strong, I passed this F250 truck, driving at about 70 mph in order to get around them, when there were no oncoming cars at all.

I then saw that in the back of this Ford F250 pickup truck there was a black piece of travel luggage with a pull-handle on the top of it. I thought that they must be headed for the Dickinson Theodore Roosevelt Airport ten miles up ahead. I thought that is why they are driving only 55 mph, they want to be sure to get to the airport in time to check in, but they don’t want to get to the airport too early either.

About ten minutes later when I drove past the Dickinson Theodore Roosevelt Airport, I looked in my rear view mirror, and I saw that this F250 pickup truck that I had passed earlier, it had really gained speed and it had nearly caught up to me. In order to catch up to me so quickly, they must have begun driving at more than 70 mph.

They didn’t turn into the airport after all, but continued driving at about 70 mph, until they were tail gating me pretty aggressively just as I was reaching the Dickinson City Limits where the speed limit decreases from 65 mph to 45 mph. When I began slowing down for the 45 mph speed limit sign, this F250 pickup truck got to within ten feet of my rear bumper.

I was pretty angry about suddenly being tail gated like this in an aggressive manner, considering the circumstances. This truck had driven 55 mph, ten miles per hour below the posted speed limit, for almost the entire fifty miles to Dickinson, and I had followed them at a safe distance for twenty miles while they were driving well below the speed limit. Then for some reason, in the last ten miles they drove at least 70 mph, and then began tail gating me aggressively while I was driving at the posted speed limit.

I was about ready to come to a complete stop in the middle of the road, get out of my vehicle, and see if they wanted to get out of their vehicle to tell me what their problem was. This F250 pickup truck then made a left turn onto 20th Street SW, and I could see clearly that it was the same maroon color four-door truck that I had passed ten minutes earlier that was going so slowly for almost the entire fifty miles to Dickinson.

I wanted to turn around, and follow this truck to wherever it was going, get out, and ask the driver, “What are you doing? Why were you driving at 55 mph the whole way to Dickinson when the speed limit was 65 mph, and then just before you get here you want to drive 70 mph and tail gate me, ten feet behind me, like you have some kind of emergency. What is wrong with you?”

I have written a blog post before about tail gaters in Dickinson. I can’t understand why the people in Dickinson are so stupid that they can’t understand that there is no way that running into the back of another vehicle is not going to result in them getting cited for an accident and being held responsible for the damage done to their own vehicle, the other person’s vehicle, and possibly the other person’s medical bills for neck or back injuries.

An Illustration Of What Dickinson, North Dakota Is Like

February 25, 2019Uncategorizedcharacter of Dickinson North Dakota, guide to Dickinson North Dakota, Information on Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what are people like in Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

I have tried to explain what Dickinson, North Dakota is like many times. What people probably need to know most of all, is the great degree to which people in Dickinson hate people who are from someplace else, and that they also hate each other.

More than a hundred years ago when the first settlers arrived in western North Dakota, mostly Germans, Ukranians, Bohemians, and a few Norwegians, they were very poor and conditions were very bleak. Back then, there were far less trees in western North Dakota than you see now.

The settlers had no wood to construct their homes, they had to cut grass sod and stack it to form walls, and they had to use grass sod for the roof as well. There was no wood for the fireplace or stove, they had to burn dry animal dung for cooking and heating.

For a long time in the Dickinson area, people were so poor that there was no charity or hospitality, everyone was just struggling to survive. Also, for almost the entire history of Dickinson, there was no way for most people to get ahead. The only way that local people could feel like they got ahead, was when someone else failed. So people in Dickinson became accustomed to hoping and helping other people to fail, which made them feel better about themselves.

I have thought about a way to describe what people in Dickinson are like, and what living in Dickinson is like. Here is a story that I have come up with, to illustrate several points. Imagine that I fell and hit my head, to where my mental faculties were permanently diminished, and I could no longer operate a vehicle or work at a job. In this mental state of not knowing and not understanding completely what is going on, here is how my life would be in Dickinson:

After a long battle of having been repeatedly denied Social Security Disability benefits in Dickinson, my court appointed advocate was able to take me to Bismarck where I was evaluated and determined to be eligible to receive disability benefits due to my accident, head injury, and reduced mental capacity.

My advocate and public fiduciary were able to arrange for me to have a small ground floor apartment in Dickinson, and they managed my Social Security money to pay for my rent, utilities, food, and clothing. There was a small amount of money left over each month which paid for the public fiduciary accounting services.

One of my activities which I had inside of my apartment, was braiding rope to make eyelets on each end of twenty foot lengths of rope. I would make these ropes with eyelet ends, and try to sell them as tow ropes, for $20 each. This activity was so that I had a job, of sorts, like everybody else.

At 10 a.m., I would put 10 tow ropes into my shopping cart, and leave my apartment to go make my sales route through Dickinson. I would head west through the neighborhood where I lived in downtown Dickinson, to get to the business district and parking lots of gas stations, convenience stores, parts stores, fast food restaurants, and motels where I would offer my 20 foot tow ropes, for $20.

One of the first persons to spot me this morning as I pushed my shopping cart along the sidewalk, was a retired man of about 65 years of age driving a new Buick, named Florian. This man was an important Catholic, and an important member of the community. Florian did not like the looks of me, or what I was doing. He made a right turn at the next corner, in order to go around the block and come up behind me again.

Florian thought about running me over with his car, but he realized that someone might see him, and that he might do damage to his car. He didn’t like the looks of me, my shopping cart, my tow ropes, or what I was doing, this made Dickinson look bad he thought. How to get rid of me and put a stop to this he thought? After watching me for a few minutes, Florian came up with a plan of how he might poison me.

Florian decided that he would go buy some cookie dough mix, some rat poison, mix this up in his garage, heat it up on a hot plate, and that later in the day he would find me again and bring me some cookies. Florian was very happy and pleased with himself, because now he had something to do today, and he imagined how sick I would be and possibly die.

As I continued to make my way through downtown Dickinson, another Catholic, a realtor lady driving a new Chevy Suburban was headed in my direction. She was talking on her cell phone and she saw me about two blocks away as I was getting ready to push my shopping cart full of yellow tow ropes across the street.

This lady looked in her rear view mirror, her side mirrors, and she looked left and right, and she saw that no one was coming and that no one was outside. Just as I was pushing my shopping cart into the street, she ran into the front corner of my shopping cart, causing it to yank out of my hands, and fly through the air, throwing my tow ropes everywhere. My shopping cart was damaged and crooked now.

She laughed to herself as she continued driving, looking in the rear view mirror at the damage she had caused. No one had seen her, I would not be able to identify her, she had gotten away with it. Besides, who was going to care about what happened to me anyway, she would just say that it was my fault, who was going to believe me? Hopefully, she had damaged my shopping cart badly enough, that she wouldn’t have to see me pushing my shopping cart around Dickinson anymore.

I picked my yellow tow ropes up, put them back into my shopping cart basket, and I continued on. Just before noon, as I was going through the parking lot of the Motel 6, I was able to sell one tow rope to a motel guest. He didn’t really need the tow rope, but he thought that it wouldn’t hurt to have one.

I now had $20, and I saw the Kentucky Fried Chicken sign up ahead, not far away. I parked my shopping cart beside the KFC, and I went inside. I was happy that I had enough money to buy whatever I wanted.

After I got done eating, when I went outside, my shopping cart was gone. I panicked, and began looking all over for it. It had taken me hours and hours to make all of those tow ropes, and now they were gone. Finally, I found my shopping cart in the bottom of the canal behind KFC, someone had taken it and pushed it into the canal.

This is what Dickinson is like, the people here hate people who are from someplace else, and they also hate each other. Anything that you do in Dickinson, it will probably make the people here hate you even more. They do not want anyone to get ahead, or anyone to be happy, they can’t allow this to happen, as this would mean that someone was doing better than them. The only way that people in Dickinson can feel good about themselves, is when someone else fails, so they help other people to fail.

Old St. Joseph’s Hospital In Dickinson To Be Used For Mental Health Services

On February 1st, I read an article in the Dickinson Press Newspaper about the old St. Joseph’s Hospital in Dickinson being purchased and renovated, to be used as a location for Mental Health Services.

The buyer of the old St. Joseph’s Hospital property is a man named Andres Mejia, who is currently employed at the new St. Alexius Hospital in Dickinson as their director of risk management and quality. I wasn’t certain that Andres Mejia was going to be the actual owner of the property, or if he was acting as an agent for some branch of Catholic Health Initiatives.

I looked up Andres Mejia in Dickinson, and I read that in August of 2018, Mejia Property Management LLC was registered in North Dakota with Andres Leonardo Mejia-Fuentes listed as the agent, and his home address was used, so this does appear to be a personal undertaking of Andres Mejia, not Catholic Health Initiatives.

I believe that Andres Mejia was led to believe that if he created a space for Mental Health Services in Dickinson, that the Federal Government, North Dakota State Government, Southwest North Dakota Health Services, Catholic Health Initiatives, corporate medical group health care providers, and private practice health care providers would all participate in providing funds and paying rents, because there is a huge gap in Mental Health Services in southwest North Dakota.

Andres Mejia may believe that it is almost certain, that if he purchased the old St. Joseph’s Hospital, performed the necessary renovations, and subdivided the space at the old St. Joseph’s Hospital according to what each health care provider tenant required, that the rents he received and the appreciating value of the property would make him successful in the long run.

When I read the headline and the first paragraph of the Dickinson Press Newspaper article about this plan, I had a great deal of doubt that this was a good idea. I began to think about what would happen to me if I tried to do this, even if I was able to purchase the old St. Joseph’s Hospital for just $1.

If I started out by purchasing the old St. Joseph’s Hospital for just $1, with this property sitting vacant like it is right now, here is what I estimate my ownership costs would be:

Yearly property taxes………………………………………….$5,000
Yearly insurance for property damage & liability……………$5,000
Yearly electric costs, heating in Winter……………………….$12,000
Snow removal and grounds maintenance…………………….$5,000
Interior routine maintenance……………………………………$1,000

Subtotal $28,000 per year, while vacant

With an old building like this, you could expect to have to have to perform roof, plumbing, window, or heating repairs:

Add $10,000 for normal repairs per year, while vacant

Because I am not Catholic, and this is Dickinson, I could be sure that the Fire Marshal, Building Inspector, the Health Department, and local contractors would all get together at their Knights of Columbus meetings to come up with a plan to try to financially break me which would include:

Citations for asbestos, asbestos contamination, and required removal.
Citations for lead paint, lead paint contamination, and lead paint removal.
Citations for mold, black mold, mold contamination, and remediation.
Citations for elevator, and elevator required retrofitting.
Citations for fire escape, and fire escape required retrofitting.
Citations for electrical, plumbing, and boiler not being up to code and required renovation.

For me, there would never be an end to the Fire Marshal, Building Inspector, Health Department, Property Tax Appraiser, other Government officials, and local contractors trying to come up with schemes to financially break me:

Add another $2 million, for the cost of Corruption in Dickinson

To top everything off, if I had personally purchased the old St. Joseph’s Hospital in Dickinson, for even just $1, I would probably not be able to find a buyer who was willing to pay me $1 for it, because of the awareness of the ownership costs that I listed up above. If I did sell it, I would probably later be sued by the buyer for non-disclosure of my knowledge that the building was haunted.

Even if Andres Mejia didn’t face the $2 million cost of every Government Official in Dickinson trying to find something wrong with this building and force him to correct it, what if the owner of the large new vacant retail building in the Menards shopping area suddenly makes a large donation to Catholic Health Initiatives, and they start liking him and his new building, more than they like Andres Mejia and his old building?

What if Andres Mejia begins making renovations to the old St. Joseph’s Hospital building, spending several hundred thousand dollars, and meanwhile there is a change in leadership at Catholic Health Initiatives, Southwest North Dakota Health Services, or a corporate health care provider that had previously stated verbally that they were committed to occupying his building once the renovations were completed?

What if Governor Doug Burgum shows up suddenly out of no-where, and convinces the Federal Government, North Dakota State Government, Southwest North Dakota Health Services, corporate health care groups, and private practice health care providers that Bismarck is more centrally located and more easily reachable by everyone in North Dakota?

I would not want to be in Andres Mejia’s position. The cost of ownership of this old building is high, and it is to be expected that there will be expensive routine repairs needed, even when this building is vacant. There is also the potential that the Fire Marshal, Building Inspector, Health Department, and local contractors could financially ruin this project and Andres Mejia by creating renovation costs that will never be able to be recovered or overcome.

There is also no guarantee that the verbal enthusiasm Andres Mejia has heard about creating a health care facility to provide treatment for Mental Health, Drug Addiction, and Rehabilitation will materialize into anyone actually becoming a tenant.

Andres Mejia may have had good intentions, but hardly anyone else in Dickinson does. Dickinson is an area where people have so little opportunity to get ahead, that they have become accustomed to helping other people to fail so that no one else can get ahead either. In particular, they like to encourage people to buy property here, spend money to make improvements on the property, financially ruin them, then scoop up their recently improved properties for very little money after they have financially bankrupted them.

Mental Health Services that could soon be offered in Dickinson:

An Elderly Woman Gives Her Testimony Of Torture And Sexual Abuse As A Catholic Nun

January 29, 2019UncategorizedCatholic Church affiliations in Dickinson North Dakota, Catholic Church in Dickinson North Dakota, De Porres House of Barbering Dickinson North Dakota, Dickinson North Dakota businesses affiliated with the Catholic Church, guide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

Yesterday, I angrily left De Porres House of Barbering and Lounge in Dickinson, North Dakota. I became angrier and angrier, as I waited for my appointment, after I had read a large message board showing how customers had paid ahead for haircuts and pints of beer for the local Catholic Monsignor and Catholic priests.

The Catholic Church is the most corrupt and evil organization in the World, and it was blatantly apparent that both the owners Matt and Paul Ellerkamp and the customers were supporters of the Catholic Church.

Catholics refuse to believe, acknowledge, or understand the horrible corruption and evil of the Catholic Church, and they are complicit in this evil, because they go along with it.

Below I have included a video, where an elderly woman gives her testimony of the torture and sexual abuse that she received as a Catholic Nun. She gives the details and explanation of how this occurred.

Particularly disgusting, is where she describes how she was given over to a Catholic priest to use for sex, by the Mother of the convent, who told her, “Oh child, it is O.K., your body is not yours anymore, your body has been given over to God.” The explanation of how this happened begins at the 16:02 minute mark on this video.

Video Showing Why The Theodore Roosevelt Library And Museum Is Not Being Built In Dickinson, North Dakota

January 25, 2019Uncategorizedguide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, Theodore Roosevelt Foundation, Theodore Roosevelt Foundation Board of Directors, Theodore Roosevelt Museum in Dickinson North Dakota, Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library in Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, why the Theodore Roosevelt Library is not being built in Dickinson, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

For those of you who don’t know, Theodore Roosevelt before he became president of the United States in 1901, from 1883 to 1885 he spent time on a cattle ranch approximately forty miles west of Dickinson in an area that is called Medora.

In approximately 2014, Dickinson State University began the process of taking print and photographic archival records of Theodore Roosevelt, and digitizing them so that they could be stored and accessed electronically with computers. Though other people may have had the idea a long time ago, this is when it became more well known and discussed that Dickinson State University might be a good place for a Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library and Museum.

Having the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library and Museum at DSU would have greatly increased the importance and prestige of Dickinson State University. It would have kept DSU in the news perpetually, and brought more students, researchers, professors, funding, grants, and donations.

This would have been very good publicity for the City of Dickinson, and something that it could boast about. Increased visitors, tourists, researchers, and students would have meant more revenue for restaurants, hotels, and businesses in Dickinson.

A Theodore Roosevelt Foundation was formed in order to plan the funding, design, and construction of the Presidential Library and Museum in Dickinson. Donations and grants were sought, and the City of Dickinson pledged to provide more than a million dollars.

In order to have an excellent board of directors for the Theodore Roosevelt Foundation, board members were selected from scholars, business people, and descendants of Theodore Roosevelt throughout the United States, living on the east coast, the west coast, and in large cities like Denver. This selection process was the beginning of the end, this would turn out to be disastrous for Dickinson.

People living on the east coast, the west coast, and places like Denver, they are liberal, they hate places like small town conservative Dickinson, North Dakota in the mid-west. Before long, out of nowhere, North Dakota Governor Doug Burgum began speaking on behalf of North Dakota in regards to the construction of the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library and Museum in Dickinson, and the Governor did not want it to be constructed in Dickinson either.

With very little effort, the majority of the people on the board of directors of the Theodore Roosevelt Foundation became persuaded by Governor Doug Burgum that it was O.K. for the Presidential Library and Museum to be constructed elsewhere, even though it was the people of Dickinson that came up with the idea, plans, and had formed the Theodore Roosevelt Foundation in the first place for the purpose of building the Library and Museum in Dickinson.

This was a great tragedy for Dickinson, but I understand North Dakota Governor Doug Burgum’s dislike for Dickinson. The local people in Dickinson, are mean, hostile, unfriendly, unhelpful, and uncooperative. They hate people who are from someplace else, they mistreat and take advantage of people who are from someplace else, and they hate education. The local people in Dickinson have been like this for more than the past one hundred years, and they are changing at a snail’s pace.

From the point of view of the people in Fargo, Bismarck, and the Governor, having the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library and Museum in Dickinson, would be a public relations disaster for the State of North Dakota, with the way the people in Dickinson act. People from around the World might have traveled to Dickinson to visit the Library and Museum, researchers, scholars, professors, and tourists, only to be stopped and arrested by the City of Dickinson Police, assaulted by hoodlums, robbed by Meth addicts, taken advantage of by Dickinson businesses, and treated like shit by the people in Dickinson.

The local people in Dickinson don’t know how bad they are, they think that they are friendly. I have attached two short videos below that are a re-creation of what people like Governor Doug Burgum may have experienced in Dickinson. In the first video, this shows how local Dickinson women act when they are employed at local businesses.

In the second video below, this shows a re-creation of what kind of interaction that Governor Doug Burgum may have had in Dickinson to make him believe that the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library and Museum could not be built in Dickinson.

The Danger Of Getting Towed In Dickinson, North Dakota

About five days ago I had a bright orange ticket from the Dickinson Police Department left on my vehicle windshield. This ticket was for having my vehicle parked on the street in one spot for more than 48 hours. The ticket was only $15, but there was a notice that my vehicle would be towed away in 48 hours if I did not move it.

Since I bought this vehicle, I have had a fear of it getting towed. It is a full-time four-wheel-drive vehicle, similar to an all-wheel-drive vehicle. If my vehicle is towed the wrong way, the damage that is caused to the transmission costs over $4,000 to repair.

Jeep Grand Cherokees with Quadra-Trac, AWD Audis, AWD Mercedes, AWD BMWs, AWD Subarus, and Range Rovers, have all four wheels permanently linked to the transmission and transfer case. If a tow truck driver lifted one end of one of these vehicles with a wheel cradle, and towed it with the other set of wheels on the ground, it would break the linkage in the transfer case. For a Jeep Grand Cherokee the linkage is a chain in the transfer case, and this repair costs about $2,800 from what I have read, but for all the other vehicles mentioned above the linkage is a viscous coupler, and the repair is more than $4,000.

Would a tow company admit to causing $4,000 damage to a vehicle from towing it the wrong way? If you watch The People’s Court on television, the answer is no, tow companies do not usually admit to towing a vehicle the wrong way. You would have to file a small claims court case against the tow company and you would have to prove with evidence that the tow company caused the linkage in the transfer case to break, which they would deny.

Another problem that I worry about now that I see that I am going to get ticketed for leaving my vehicle parked on the street for more than 48 hours, is what kind of parking rotation procedure am I going to use every 48 hours, to where my vehicle doesn’t end up in the same exact spot six days later. I could move my vehicle three times in a six day period, and the Dickinson Police Officer who ticketed my vehicle would be back on duty, and he would say, “I am going to call to have this vehicle towed, it is in the same exact spot where I ticketed it six days ago.”

I telephoned the manager of the apartment building where I live, and I said that in the 1-1/2 years that I have lived in this building, I have parked on the street, because I realized that there is a shortage of parking in front of the building, but since I am going to get ticketed now for parking on the street, can I have an assigned parking space? The apartment manager said that they can not assign a parking space to everyone, there are not enough spaces for everyone. I asked if they had a garage available, and the manager said that they might have a garage available, and it would cost $60 per month.

On the same day that my vehicle was ticketed about five days ago, the vehicle behind me was also ticketed. The owners of the vehicle behind me, I don’t think that they understood the ticket or the threat of being towed, because they are from a foreign country, and they did not remove the bright orange ticket from their vehicle, or move their vehicle. About one day ago, their vehicle got towed.

Today, as I was walking up the stairs, the owner of this vehicle was walking down the stairs. I asked him if his vehicle got towed, and if there was something wrong with it. He said, yes, that it had a dead battery. I asked if there was anything else wrong with it that it would not run, and he said no. I asked him if he was going to get it out of the tow yard, and he said, “Probably.” I couldn’t understand why he let it get towed in the first place.

I asked him, and he told me that he was willing to sell this vehicle, and how much he wanted for it, about $500. I don’t know if there is something else wrong with it, or if he does not have a Title for it in his name, because if it runs O.K. it should be worth at least $1,500. I don’t think that he knew how much the tow fees and storage fees were going to be, because if he did, he probably would have pushed it or dragged it to a different spot, to prevent it from being towed.

I called the tow company to ask how much the tow fees and storage fees were, and the tow company said $125 for the tow, and $40 per day for storage. This is the second day that the tow company has had my neighbor’s vehicle, and if it goes just a few days longer, there is almost no chance that he will ever get this vehicle back. After just a few more days, the tow company fees will be equal to one month’s rent for the apartment that he lives in.

Poor people, are poor because of their life circumstances, mental problems, emotional problems, health problems, accidents, bad decisions, lack of education, lack of understanding, irresponsibility, and so forth. All they may be able to afford is a studio apartment in an old building downtown with not enough parking in the parking lot, so they park on the street. All they may be able to afford is an old vehicle with some mechanical problems, that sometimes doesn’t run, that maybe they can’t even drive because they can’t pay for insurance. So it gets ticketed by the Dickinson Police and towed away a few days later.

At $40 per day storage fees, a poor person is very likely not going to ever get their vehicle back. They do not understand how quickly the storage fees will accumulate. The first day $165, in one week $405, in two weeks $685. What are these fees all about?

In Dickinson, I have some vehicles in storage, and I pay $45 per month. At the Dickinson Airport, I believe that it costs $8 per day to leave your vehicle inside of their fenced, access controlled parking lot. However if you are a poor person, with not very good understanding, the Dickinson Police will help to make sure that you get charged $40 per day for your vehicle so that they can take it from you.

To be clear, if you are wealthy enough to own a home, where you can park your vehicle in your driveway, garage, or yard, you won’t have the Dickinson Police bothering you. But if you are very poor, and you live in the poorest area of Dickinson, and your car doesn’t always run, the Dickinson Police have this scheme where they will take your car and you won’t be able to get it back.

Being so poor, having nothing left, and making poor decisions, the only way that these desperately poor families have to come up with $405 to $685 to get their vehicle back, is to sell their children to sex traffickers.

Why I Turned Down An $85,000 Job Recently In North Dakota

December 26, 2018Uncategorizedguide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, working in Dickinson North Dakota, working in the oil field in North Dakotaname withheld

On Thursday morning of this past week, a former supervisor telephoned me and said that he would like for me to come and work with him. He said that he could offer to pay me $25 per hour, twelve hours per day, Monday through Friday. I quickly did the math in my head, the first forty hours would be $1,000, and the next twenty hours of overtime would be about $740, so that’s $1,740 per week. For easy math, at fifty weeks per year, that’s a little over $85,000 per year.

I told him that I already had a job, that this job was going O.K., but that I would consider it, because his job offer was more money than I was currently making. My current job is not very difficult, this job offer that he was making would be a more difficult and more unpleasant job. It would involve working in an area of North Dakota where there is nothing, driving a crane truck, and working on oil wells.

I told him that I was not ready to give up my apartment in Dickinson yet, that he would need to find me a place to stay Monday night through Thursday night, just a place to sleep. He said O.K.

After I got off the phone with him, I realized that I had a cat now. What was I going to do with this cat? I decided that I would get a second litter box, a cat food dispenser, and a cat water dispenser. The cat would probably be O.K. by himself in my apartment in Dickinson Monday through Friday, but he wouldn’t like being alone. This cat was an abandoned cat that I took home from a job site, so he wasn’t having that bad of a life, living in a warm and dry apartment with food and water, though he was going to be alone. Maybe I would leave the television on for him, and find someone to check on him.

Soon I was going to have to give my current employer not much more than one week notice that I was going to work someplace else due to being offered a lot more money. I wasn’t looking forward to having to explain this to him, and causing him to have to find a replacement for me on short notice. I was also uneasy and apprehensive about giving a notice of resignation when my current job was an O.K. job that I liked, that was not difficult.

At the end of the day on Thursday last week, my former supervisor called me back, he said that everything had been worked out, the company owner had agreed to pay me $25 per hour, pay for health insurance, provide a trailer for me to stay in, that we would be working seventy to eighty hours per week. He said there was some pre-hire paperwork for me to complete, take my drug test, and did I still have my Class A Commercial Driver’s License?

I said that I never had a Commercial Driver’s License, though I had driven vehicles at work that required a Commercial Driver’s License, I didn’t have one. He said, “Oh shit, that was the whole basis of getting hired right away at $25 per hour, that you had a Class A CDL. What to do you want to do? Oh fuck it, we won’t tell him right away, you’ve got the job anyway.” I said, I don’t want anyone to have a fit when they find out that I don’t have a CDL, just tell him that I passed all of my written tests for a Class A CDL with the air brake endorsement, tanker endorsement, double and triple trailer endorsement, that I had a Class A CDL learner’s permit from Idaho, but that I let it expire before I took my driving test.

I agreed that I would call the North Dakota DMV Friday to find out what I had to do to get my Class A CDL in North Dakota. Thursday night, I looked at the North Dakota DMV website to see what the requirements were. One of the things that was going to be a problem for me, which I never encountered before in my life, was that due to this new “Real ID” or “Enhanced Driver’s License” program in North Dakota, I was going to need to provide either a valid U.S. passport or a certified Birth Certificate.

Up until August of 2017, I had a certified copy of my Birth Certificate, until Lowell Kern Jr. of Belfield stole my truck and took everything out of my truck, including my original Social Security Card and my certified Birth Certificate. How was I going to get another certified Birth Certificate from Florida where I was born 49 years ago, and how long was this going to take?

I was beginning to become angry, I don’t want a fucking Class A CDL, I don’t want to have to jump through a bunch of hoops with the North Dakota DMV. Once you have a CDL, the legal blood alcohol limit is no longer 0.08%, it drops down to 0.04%, and you have to report any traffic citations to your employer immediately.

And what is this about working seventy to eighty hours per week? This means you would be working six to seven days per week, every week, having only one or no days off per week. What would I do with my cat then, I guess I would have to get rid of him. When would I do laundry, when would I do personal errands, when would I pay my bills?

Where I was going, there are no grocery stores and there are hardly any restaurants. You end up eating horrible gas station and oil field truck stop packaged food, day after day after day.

Why would I want to live like this? Living like this there is really no reason to be alive, working every day, being tired and filthy dirty all day, being excruciatingly cold, with only horrible rotten food to eat, and only seeing fat, ugly, ham-fisted, mean nasty battle-axe North Dakota women every day. I would make $100,000 per year, but I would pay about $30,000 in income tax right off the top.

I told him that I was not currently physically or mentally able to work like this. I have done this before, like many, many people who came to North Dakota to work during the Oil Boom, and I don’t really want to do this again, it is not worth it, living like this.

I talked to a friend of mine on Friday of last week, and he said that it was good that I didn’t take this oil field job, the price of North Dakota oil is currently down to $20 per barrel. What this means is, with the price of oil this low, is that oil companies will suspend all oil field work at this time, and there will be many oil field worker layoffs very soon.

I felt very bad that I almost resigned from my O.K. job that I like, for a very miserable job that I wouldn’t be able to do for long, or wouldn’t have for very long with oil field work being shut down due to the very low price of oil.