Alright this blog is dedicated to my trip to my work at the BX (now in MA, not the NJ store), and I charged my battery outside in the back. It was plugged in next to the door, my battery to my electric bike that is. I left it there knowing it was going to be charged when I came back for my 7-hour shift. My mom wanted me to start charging the battery at work since it costs her electric to charge it in the house. So why not charge it at work?…….welll….at about 3:30 pm Gary – the stockroom foreman- came up to me saying that he unplugged my battery and took it into my manager’s office. Apparently some people didn’t realize what that black box was. He told me that a girl from customer service came outside when she saw the black thing that was my battery. She had no idea what that thing was. She said, “what is that thing”. She went inside to get the store manager. She went outside where my battery was and thought it to be a bomb. I mean she thought about calling the bomb squad over. Yeah, thanks to Gary who was nearby at the time all this was happening. He told her that it was my battery for my bike they were looking at so all was settled, which is good. He took it into my manager’s office to prevent any more problems from happening. He plugged it in for me at least so that was nice. After work I let the other manager unlock her office (since she left for the day at 5:30), and I got my battery, all fully charged. Well I told my mom and dad about this and I agreed to tell someone or at least post a note on my battery if I’m charging it away from home. I think it’s stupid of mom to think nothing was going to happen. Well none of us knew so it’ll pass, I hope.
Good thing I’ll be leaving that job in a few months, I need to find a job closer to my house, since I now live 10 miles from my work. Overall really I’m disappointed that some people thought my battery was something else.
That’s crap, you know. That’s crap that I had to go through Gary telling my manager about this and stuff.
Well, it’s better than having to evacuate the building, which thank god we didn’t do because of him telling them.
Neither me or mom expected this to happen, it was a mistake, I’ll get over it. Story done. Next time I’ll plug it inside instead of outside and I’ll write on paper and stick it to my battery saying “JEREMY’S BATTERY PLEASE THIS IS NOT A BOMB!”
Of course I’ll let some people know I’m going to charge my battery, or better yet just leave it on my bike and plug the battery in the wall for my bike. That way they know!