You anti-Radioshack bastards should burn in hell for your Tandy-phobic utterances.Fall on your knees and beg forgiveness of St Alkaline,Patron Saint of Battery-Testers.

I own a Radioshack,Little Hawk and hesperis,so don't be coming in to the store in Conifer Colorado and pulling that smart shit with me.I've seen it all.Today,this little old man comes in with his cordless phone handset and says "can you test the battery on this thing? The volume has gotten gradually worse until I can hardly hear anyone who's talking to me,and the ringer's gotten quieter and quieter too." I took the phone and asked "how long have you had it?" He gives me a blank look and says "What?" "How long have you..." "WHAT?"he says,I respond "I SAID 'HOW LONG HAVE YOU HAD IT!!" and ...well,you get the picture.

Back on the topic...I own a 2000 year-old Roman oil lamp that I bought in a rummage sale in Burley,Dorset,a basket of fossilized shark's teeth that I bought with the vague idea of making jewelry out of them,and three huge stained-glass windows I bought in Boscombe,padded,wrapped,carted to the airplane,and have now been storing in my shed for about ten years.I also have a large eerie photograph of a long-dead relative that includes a lock of his hair in the overly-ornate frame.I can't stand to look at it because it gives me the heebie-jeebies,and I'm afraid that if I get rid of it the old character will haunt me.Maybe I could trade it to SINSULL for her creepy talisman.