The Battery Incident

I wandered into the Burketown pub about 11:00am. The bar is completely empty of customers.

I start chatting with the barmaid as I sit down. I felt a slight sting in my left buttock so I shifted by backside a little. Now I felt a very hot nasty sting. Suddenly realising what was happening I leap from my stool yelling and swearing as the contents of my pocket kept touching my rearend. I'm trying to hold my left back pocket open with my left hand and scoop out the contents by reaching behind with my right hand. The look on the barmaids face was worth every second. She just kept saying "what is it??" "whats wrong?" with a horrified look on her face. I finally scooped the very hot contents out of my pocket and onto the floor. My car keys, about $8 in coin and 2 AA Nicads.

Unbelievably the AA batterys had shorted out with the coins and keys and heated up, too hot to touch. It was a couple of minutes before I could hold them. The batterys were Dick Smith brand, so I nearly had his face burnt into my butt.