by liberal 'ahab' japonicus
The battery in the wireless handset of our phone no longer holds a charge, so I went to the local electronics store to pick up a replacement. Found the catalog with the models and the equivalent replacements, and in the spot where that battery should be, there was an empty space. The THB 101, there, THB 103, yep, 5 of them, the THB 102 (the fact that I now have the number memorized should be taken as foreshadowing) a little card marking its place. So, over the course of a week, I figured I would stop at a different branch and get it. And then maybe a different store. Last weekend, I had to drive to the country and I thought I would check there, where I assumed I would find it, because it would have been pushed out to the branch stores to make way for the newer batteries.
"D'ye see him?" cried Ahab; but the whale was not yet in sight.
"In his infallible wake, though; but follow that wake, that's all.
You probably see where this story is going. Of course, I'm not going to buy a new phone just because a battery dies. My wife, just as if there had been a Mrs. Ahab, was saying 'maybe we should go online to find it'. But, just like Ahab, I had reached the point where I realized that this battery, hanging unsold on a rack, in its pristine, unopened package, was emanating pure evil into the world, and it was my task to find it and buy it retail. So I'm in Tokyo this weekend and with an afternoon free, I am going to rid the world of this curse. So if you hear of a foreigner being killed because a pile of old satellite dishes collapsed on him in Akihabara, you can tell the tale.
Feel free to note your own obsessive quests here.