Posted on 09/06/2012 6:16:23 AM PDT by Cincinatus' Wife
ALEXANDER, N.D. — It took little more than a day for 18-year-old Evan Jensen to smell opportunity in North Dakota’s booming oil patch.
....The mobile venture, called Better Showers, rolled into an RV campground in the heart of the oil patch in June. A shower costs $10, with a half-price discount for residents of the RV park where the business is located. Towels and washcloths are $1 extra. The water pressure is strong, the soap is free and there is no time limit.
The business is parked along U.S. Highway 85, the busiest two-lane highway in western North Dakota, where about 100 trucks pass by every 10 minutes. The showers are open from 4 to 11 p.m., the time when most people are getting off work.
.....He passes the time between clients cleaning the facility, playing guitar and writing letters thanking friends and relatives for graduation gifts. And he contemplates other businesses.
“I brainstorm and think of what’s in demand here,” Jensen said. “I’ve got a bunch of ideas. All it takes is guts, really.”
(Excerpt) Read more at bismarcktribune.com ...
Between the IRS and the EPA, that kid doesn’t stand a chance. Some government drone has his number.
After you shour and redd up and ‘at, then you warsh the dishes.
If you want a good laugh go to Youtube and search “Pittsburgh Dad”
Great job by this young man! That’s the American Spirit at work!
That boy will go far!
Five story, 20 family, 3 room, tenements , in NYC’s “Little Italy”, had a small sink and an enclosed toilet in the kitchen. The one shower was in the basement of the tenement. Used by anyone in the building After going to the beach (Coney Island) the girls(teenagers) would go down to the basement to shower and the boys found a place to “peek’ into the area. This was not ancient history, it was 1970.
“Older homes in this area have what are called “Pittsburgh Showers”. A simple spigot suspended over a drain in the middle of the basement floor.....”
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I remember our house in central Pennsylvania had one of those in the basement opposite the “coal bin” (for you “culturally deprived folks” that’s where the heating coal went when it was slid through a chute placed through the basement window). As a child, it never occurred to me that Dad used that probably because my Mom made him when he came home from work. Good idea Mom!
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