RECORD STORE TALES PART 89: Prank 3.0 – The Case of the Disappearing Mars Bar
Rewind to 1994.
It was just one store, and just the three of us: Trevor, myself, and the owner. We had an awesome comraderie back then, and it was based both on mutual respect and humour. At the time I doubt there would have been a better more knowledgeable staff at any store in town than us three.
But we joked around a lot. It wasn’t beyond us to “tag” another one with a magnetic security tag somewhere on their clothing, setting off alarms everywhere. It was all in good fun.
I showed up for work one night with a small bag, just a soda and a Mars bar inside. I always came in early to check out what was newly arrived. As I unpacked, my boss looked at my sorry excuse for a dinner and admonished me. Always health conscious, he asked me about the Mars bar and if I knew how much sugar that was and so on. “How can you eat this crap?” he finished. I chuckled; I was 22 and hadn’t given it any thought. He was mostly just ribbing me anyway.
Meanwhile, the boss was going through the cash register to decide what we needed in terms of small change. Then, he sent me to the bank to do the change run, before he packed it in for the day. When I returned with the change, he left me with instructions for the evening and departed. I went about my business picking out discs to listen to that night. (Based on the period I calculate with 97.8% certainty that one of those titles would have been Superunknown by Soundgarden, Balls to Picasso by Bruce Dickinson, or Jar of Flies by Alice in Chains.)
It was a slow night, and a couple hours later I had the munchies. My Mars bar…it was gone!
I looked everywhere for it. It could have fallen behind the counter. Or maye I left it on top of a pile of discs? No luck. It didn’t turn up. I know I brought it because I talked about it with…with my boss!
I had fallen victim to the classic “Steal the Snacks” game. It wouldn’t be the last, and it’s a game I took to playing myself. I love the way he blindsided me with the health talk on the Mars bar. I didn’t even see it coming!