Trie Mee Battaris

Trie Mee Battaris is situated in the New Motor Market. If you know this area, you know it’s full of grease, spare parts, and the constant sound of mechanics working on engines. Our shop is where we deal with all kinds of batteries for cars and bikes. They are heavy, cold blocks of lead and acid, and my hands are usually stained black from handling them all day. I spend a lot of time checking voltages and charging up units that have gone flat. The New Motor Market is a gritty place, but it’s where the real work gets done. We have stacks of new batteries and old ones waiting to be recycled in the back. The floor is concrete and usually has a few oil marks on it. It’s not a place where you come to sit down and have tea; it’s a place for fixing your vehicle and getting back on the road. I talk to the mechanics from the neighboring shops all the time. We help each other out with tools or advice when a job gets tricky. Sometimes the air smells like exhaust fumes and old oil, but you get used to it after a week. My day starts early and ends when the last mechanic in the market shuts their doors. It’s basic work, nothing fancy about it. We just make sure that when someone turns their key, the engine actually starts up. It’s been my life in this market for a good while now and I’m used to the routine.