I tried to explain a lot of things to the manager at Rat Shack. I said I need to power my mp3 player, b/c I sold my charger.
RS: *blink *blink
me: it will accept 4.5 volts, but 5 make it happy
RS: Do you know anything about electricity?
me: Yes
RS: Do you know anything about batteries
me: Yes
RS: What kind of battery does it take?
me: Lion, look I'll just get this. Picks up 4.5 volt wall wort
RS: That is going to make your batteries a walking bomb
me: What?
RS: If you got the number a hair off, they will explode
me: What???
RS: I need more information before I sell this to you
me: I'll just get it and deal with it
RS: Hey BOB, sell this to this guy with no warranty. If you blow up your mp3 player its not my fault
me: (thinking) look man, I spend so much money in this store. you sell second rate parts for prime, but your the only thing I have locally. You are a manager, but do you have any idea of what's going on? Don't try and hoodwink me about spouting off all kinds of mumbo jumbo. I don't need a frickin cell phone, or 12 dozen crap batteires. I just need to power my jb3 to charge up my batteries.
maybe hes right, but I'm awfully suspicious