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Originally Posted by davischevy
In 1990 we built a high dollar boat house on Bull Shoals Lake. This thing was state of the art, top to bottom.
The interesting thing for a carpenter, was we had no need for a level. Every thing had to be done with a framing or T square or line blocks. Wall panel had to be squared, and sheathing had to be glued and screwed, then bolted to the floor framing.
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What if the lake was out of level?
More like a dream job. I had a stock boy job in HS. Not so rare in general, but this was a place in a mall called Smuggler's Attic. It was an import boutique, sold hippy kinda stuff and it was all hot hippy chicks working there except for me. It had an 8-track sound system always playing the cool stuff of the time ('71/'72). It was upstairs on a corner above the central fountain with square seating thingies along the rail, and a straight shot in from the upper parking deck. All the HS kids "hung out" there. The whole corner opened up to the store. I was paid to hang out, basically. Keeping it stocked was simple, took less than the first hour to get that done. The rest of the time I watched for shop lifting. The funniest thing of all was I never worked Thursdays and that was the day the truck came down with stock from New York. I never unloaded a truck the whole time. Just got paid (not much) to hang with the harem and the other kids basically
