Going On a Battery-Hunt Gonna Catch a CR1616-one
Yesterday I had buncha free time so I went exploring!
Okay, exploring is a bit exaggerated, I would rather say I went on a walk. Since Sari had classes almost all day I had to get creative, so I wouldn’t bore myself to death. And all this resulted me solving an issue I had for several months. I think it was around our trip to Warsaw, when I first realized the battery in my car key had less and less power, and by November it hardly ever worked. I tried to solve the issue with batteries from Lidl — you might remember the story — but unfortunately they weren’t the right size, and I couldn’t even returned them because their stupid returning policy.
However, yesterday I thought enough was enough, and decided I would look for a watch shopish thing and buy me some good batteries. I knew I had to look for a watch shop, however I wanted to make it more exciting, so I decided I wouldn’t check where those shops were, I would just leave our apartment, walk circles around it — with increasing diameter of course — until I found the right shop.
At the first place I’ve stopped they didn’t speak any English. But that was no problem for a trio-languaged guy like me. I showed a picture of the batter I need — haha oh, yes that’s my multi-language knowledge. Unfortunately they didn’t have the right one, but the gentleman in the shop showed me which way I should go, so after thanking them for their help and time I headed out for my battery hunt.
At second shop where I stopped I had the same issue. No English, no batteries. Here when I asked the owner if he spoke any English he said no, although when I showed him the picture of the battery he said ‘no.’ I know it’s not big of a surprise, that someone knows the word ‘no’ and that’s not the point I’m trying to make here. After he said now I said thank you in Polish and goodbye as well, and his reaction was so heartwarming like a big shot of pálinka. He really appreciated my mispronounced Polish words. And I think it’s kinda funny, because when I entered the shop I spoke in Polish just like when we said goodbye, however I didn’t get the same reaction. I believe that’s because when you go up to someone asking them something they are so focused on solving the problem, they hardly see any beauty of the interaction. You know what I mean? It would be really nice if we could change that somehow. This being said I was really happy how happy the owner became because of my accent and I think it made both of our days a bit nicer.
The third shop was the last I had to visit because they did speak a little English and they had the right battery. The shop seemed to be a nice little family owned place, it had two counters, at one of them there was sitting an older lady with I think her young daughter doing some homework, at the other counter they were happy to help me out.
And honestly that was the whole point of my batery-hunt, finding small family owned shops and supporting them. I could’ve easily bought batteries at the mall, I would bet my right ear on I would’ve found my batteries in half an hour or an hour max, but that would’ve meant I wasn’t supporting small business that are otherwise crashed by these mega- international-shops.
The take away from this blog is, me begging you to buy your supplies from smaller shops until you can.
Thank you for considering my idea, have a great day!
Almos
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