Don’t carry batteries in your pocket.
Seriously, don’t carry batteries in your pocket. I just learned the hard way. So here I am, sitting at work, it’s about 10:30 pm, and I’m just minding my own business, reading my email, when all of the sudden, I feel this warm sensation on the side of my leg. No, it’s not what you think. At first I shoved it off to some poorly arranged keys in the pocket, so I shifted them a bit. But then it started seriously burning! So I stand up and reach in my pocket to pull the contents out and see what’s going on. The second I placed my hands on my car keys, I gave out a shriek, and my cube-buddy looked over to see me tossing keys, coins, and batteries all over the place. To make a long story short, I think a couple fingers on my right hand are short some fingerprints now.
Don’t ask me why I had batteries in my pocket in the first place. It’s actually really coincidental that I had more than one in my pocket. I had put one rechargeable AAA battery in there as a backup for my MP3 player, as I was in the middle of a good audio book, and wanted to have a backup battery with me in case it died. That was 2 or 3 days ago. (Ok, now you know how long I wear my pants without washing them.) Then the other day, Maddie was playing with a couple of batteries, one of which was a AA rechargeable battery. Well in case you didn’t know, NiMH rechargeable batteries aren’t cheap, and I didn’t want to lose it, so I took it from her and promptly placed it in my pocket. So I guess tonight, sitting at my desk, the keys must have shifted to the perfect position so as to create a short between the two batteries, thus causing the easy-bake oven in my pants.
The chances of this happening are probably really slim, so I can’t imagine it happening again, but needless to say, I’m now paranoid, and will probably never carry batteries in my pocket again. Don’t ask me why I felt I had to share this useless information with all of you. I guess the website was getting a little stale, and needed some freshening up. And I don’t have anything better to do at 11:00 pm at work.
December 19th, 2006 at 8:44 pm
When I was selling knives, I left a vegetable peeler in my pocket with my phone once. I’m a quick draw on a phone call, but the peeler was leathal!
December 19th, 2006 at 10:25 pm
Ouch! I guess you’re lucky the peeler didn’t couple up with the cell phone and explode in your pocket!