Bottle o' Batteries

I got very charged up when I saw the prompt for this week's Friday Fictioneers and thought I'd be positive rather than my usual negative about it.

Yeah, I hate that sentence too. 

But I'll push it further:  hope you get a charge out of the story below powered by the prompt above.  

If you don't, frankly I'll be shocked.

Bottle o' Batteries

Exiting the neighborhood hardware store with a large glass jar clasped under one arm, Ted ran into his friend Michael Farris in the parking lot.

"Hey, Ted," said Michael, "I see you bought the new Eveready Bottle o' Batteries too."

"Well, when you see how jammed full of all different types and sizes of batteries it is, how can you go wrong for a buck?" 

"Yeah, that's what I thought too," began Michael ....

"Problem is it's a crap shoot, you can't really tell what you're getting."

"Actually, Ted, it's worse than that."

"What?"

"The center of the jar doesn't contain any batteries at all!"

"Oh, gee, what is it, full of cardboard?"

"Nah.  Hundreds and hundreds of wrapped Godiva chocolates."

"Damn, ripped off again!" shouted Ted, dropping the jar to the parking surface below. 

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