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Here are some gems from my past:
Somebody! Call 911! My phone is about to explode!
I had an old Motorola cell phone, which I accidentally dropped a while ago. Some time after that, my calls kept getting dropped. Since I was on the best network ever (Rogers), I figured it was the battery's fault. I opened the hatch, but could not close it back. Why?
My battery was so bloated that it looked more like a small balloon. That's why.
Ok, fine. So I have a bloated battery. All I have to do is take it to a sales clerk to replace it. Right? Wrong.
When I took my poor phone to a Rogers store and explained my situation, the sales clerk stared at the battery, dumbfounded. Calling for help didn't work, as they did not have a replacement battery for me. But they did tell me that they have never seen a battery so bloated before.
What they also said, though, shocked me.
Apparently, my battery almost EXPLODED, they said, and I needed to get a new phone, since almost NO ONE carries my type of battery anymore. Whoa.
So I got a new phone, and even though I dropped it a few times, it still works like a charm. And no bloated batteries so far!
Apparently, I'm the Devil
Many years ago, when the hottest Pokemon games were Ruby and Sapphire, they sold this e-reader that read cards and delivered rare berries that my player would pick up from his or her dad Norman at his Gym. As I wasn't interested in the e-reader when it was popular, I waited until I discovered the rare berries part on the Internet before buying it.
Fast forward 2 years or so. I already bought the e-reader (I think) somewhere else, and went to the local Mart of Wal (as you refer to that discount department store) to buy the cards. So I went to the cash register at the electronics department and asked for them.
The sales clerk just stared at me as if I was an alien.
Actually, it was worse. A few seconds later, she apologized and told me that she thought that I was the Devil. Why? Because I asked for cards that were so 2 millennia ago that they had to relegate them to the cupboards. Seriously, they could not get rid of them because no one wanted them anymore, and, years or so later, here is someone (me) who ACTUALLY wants to BUY them! Wow, just wow.
So I finally got my cards, and played with them, and actually had fun.
Somebody! Call 911! My phone is about to explode!
I had an old Motorola cell phone, which I accidentally dropped a while ago. Some time after that, my calls kept getting dropped. Since I was on the best network ever (Rogers), I figured it was the battery's fault. I opened the hatch, but could not close it back. Why?
My battery was so bloated that it looked more like a small balloon. That's why.
Ok, fine. So I have a bloated battery. All I have to do is take it to a sales clerk to replace it. Right? Wrong.
When I took my poor phone to a Rogers store and explained my situation, the sales clerk stared at the battery, dumbfounded. Calling for help didn't work, as they did not have a replacement battery for me. But they did tell me that they have never seen a battery so bloated before.
What they also said, though, shocked me.
Apparently, my battery almost EXPLODED, they said, and I needed to get a new phone, since almost NO ONE carries my type of battery anymore. Whoa.
So I got a new phone, and even though I dropped it a few times, it still works like a charm. And no bloated batteries so far!
Apparently, I'm the Devil
Many years ago, when the hottest Pokemon games were Ruby and Sapphire, they sold this e-reader that read cards and delivered rare berries that my player would pick up from his or her dad Norman at his Gym. As I wasn't interested in the e-reader when it was popular, I waited until I discovered the rare berries part on the Internet before buying it.
Fast forward 2 years or so. I already bought the e-reader (I think) somewhere else, and went to the local Mart of Wal (as you refer to that discount department store) to buy the cards. So I went to the cash register at the electronics department and asked for them.
The sales clerk just stared at me as if I was an alien.
Actually, it was worse. A few seconds later, she apologized and told me that she thought that I was the Devil. Why? Because I asked for cards that were so 2 millennia ago that they had to relegate them to the cupboards. Seriously, they could not get rid of them because no one wanted them anymore, and, years or so later, here is someone (me) who ACTUALLY wants to BUY them! Wow, just wow.
So I finally got my cards, and played with them, and actually had fun.
. I bought one, gutted it, and now it's an internal drive, and I can put my older smaller one in the shell.
Took it off and found an oval-shaped battery where there should have been a flat one 
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