theBlackman on 7/11/2006 at 01:51
I was repairing my remote garage door opener today. I have a passing familiarity with electricity, both AC and DC. I have also used a 9 volt battery and some steel wool to start campfires.
So... When I changed out the battery in the remote, I put the old battery in my pants pocket. That same pocket had about 30 coins of differing denominations in it.
About 3 minutes after I put the battery in the pocket my leg started to get warm. In a few more seconds it was HOT!
After a moment or two of confusion, I reached into the pocket and rummaged around to see what the hell was going on.
The battery was nearly hot enough to burn me. The coins had created a dead short and the battery was cooking off.
After berating myself for my stupid carelessness, my wife and me had a good laugh about it.
I've carried naked batteries in my pockets many times. But never with a good load of change. I should have known better, and I'll not do it again.
fett on 7/11/2006 at 02:26
Ever stood on the very top part of a folding ladder trying to reach something? Yeah, I won't do that shit again.
Thief13x on 7/11/2006 at 02:32
heh, here's one.
I bought a motorcycle (Honda Shadow 600) in July from Pittsburgh and me and my dad made the long 2 hours drive back home with it strapped very securly and perfectly upright in the bed of our small dodge dakota pickup.
We finally made it home about midnight and it started to to sprinkle raindrops. Quickly trying to untie the 4 or 5 ratcheting nylon straps, I opted to put the kickstand up so it would quit getting in my way....of course with the intention of putting it down before removing the last strap:rolleyes: .
Just over three thousand miles later and I've still only put it down this one time. Hence I essentially wrecked the car before leaving the dealership, but it's all good, I like to pretend that I'm smart.:p
SlyFoxx on 7/11/2006 at 02:33
@tBM....I'm surprised at you young feller!
@fett...That explains a lot of things!
Kolya on 7/11/2006 at 02:39
A battery burned a hole into my plastic bag the same way. I had keys in there.
Tocky on 7/11/2006 at 04:46
9 volts can put out. Those trick lighters are cruel powerful. Owjesus I can't believe that was so painful. So you do it again. Holymother! How do they get away with selling these things? Here, you try it. Yowfuck you're right. Let's buy one.
I can top you fett. Stood on the top rung of a ladder to reach a tree limb above my head. But hey, I steadied myself with one hand on the tree. The chainsaw would have overbalanced me otherwise. I figured the limb was thick enough to do some cracking as a warning before it broke loose. Maybe I missed it what with all the noise and smoke. Hard to run a chainsaw onehanded so that took a fair amount of concentration too. You have to defeat that annoying safety feature cutoff they put on the new ones. The bastards.
The limb took the chainsaw clean out of my hand. Nothing was stopping it. Certainly not my coat pocket. That thing was heavy. More of a tree in it's own right. I liked that coat too. The chainsaw was fine. I climbed down and decided the rest of the limbs looked just fine where they were.
Shug on 7/11/2006 at 05:11
Quote Posted by Tocky
I can top you fett. Stood on the top rung of a ladder to reach a tree limb above my head.
I don't think many ladder stories would top fett's, as I believe he really means he can't get up a ladder anymore
Ultraviolet on 7/11/2006 at 06:03
Just the drunk driving for me. Got a nice wake-up call the other night. Wasn't particularly intoxicated, got pulled over anyway. Where people get caught is that the cops can pull you over for the slightest thing, whether you're actually being suspicious or not. (That's the wake-up call; that no matter how good you are, you can't determine the roll of the dice, and even if you get in an accident and it's not your fault, the second they find out your bloodstream had something that wasn't blood in it, it's suddenly going to be your fault.) When they get to your window and smell you, though...
Fortunately I am very polite and it was reccommended to me that I sober up at Denny's just across the street.
Nicker on 7/11/2006 at 06:31
I removed the lid from a screaming, steaming pressure cooker once (only once).
The image of a collumn of stew, looking just like polished granite, rising to support the ceiling, is etched in my genes.