GETTING MORE TALE #476: Won’t Get Fooled Again
(the long-awaited sequel to Record Store Tales Part 225: Β Bait & Switch)
“I knew immediately there was a problem. In his hands was a used copy of Puff Daddyβs brand new smash hit album, No Way Out. It had one of our Bargain Bin stickers on it, priced at $5.99. However the album was a fairly new release, and any used copies we had were always priced at $11.99. Iβd never put one of them in my Bargain Bin, ever at this point. You just didnβt throw a new release into a sale bin. As Puffy said, ‘Itβs all about the Benjamins.'” Β — fromΒ Record Store Tales Part 225: Bait & Switch
We had a deceptively simple inventory system at the Record Store. Β Each used CD case was empty. Β Every one of them was tagged with the price, and a number that would tell me the location of the actual compact disc behind the counter. Β This system benefited both our point of sale computer, which updated our inventory live in real time, and it was also a security bonus. Β With compact discs safely stored behind the counter, thieves knew they would get nothing by stealing a case. Β We made it obvious, by posting large ALL CASES ARE EMPTY signs. Β The bastards had to get creative when ripping us off.
In the Record Store Tale above,Β aΒ scam artist got away with it. Β I wasn’t going to let him, but the owner didn’t stand up to the guy, called it a misunderstandingΒ and let the guy have a discount. Β The scammer switched price tags, without realizing that the number code on the tags lead to a specific disc. Β When bossΒ gave the guy a discount, it made me feel about two feet tall. Β I never let that happen again.
My new strategy was quite simple and it worked every time. Β When the first guy ripped us off, my big mistake was explaining to him that somebody switched price tags. Β That got him on the defensive and he had already prepared his argument regarding bait and switch laws. Β I got smart after that, by playing dumb.
The most memorable occasion involved a douchebag in his mid-20’s, and a rap title. Β I cannot remember today what the rap title was, but the CD itself was very brightly coloured and easy to spot. Β Buddy came up to the counter with a CD case, and the price tag looked tampered with. Β They never quite looked the same once peeled off and re-applied, and years behind the counter taught me that. Β Sure enough, the number on the price tag led to me the wrong compact disc. Β I checked out the locations of the discs in the computer and confirmed the guy had switched a tag. Β He wanted an $11.99 CD for $7.99, but it wasn’t going to happen on my watch. Β I pretended to look for the disc, but I had actually already grabbed it and put it aside. Β The price tag that he swapped it with, the $7.99 CD, was alphabetically right next to the other one. Β It was obvious he just grabbed two nearby and switched prices. Β I was taking time figuring this out though, so I had to tell him why.
“I’m sorry man but I’m having a really hard time finding this CD,” I explained. Β “Each price tag has a number on it that tells me where the disc should be, but it’s not in this spot. Β I’ll keep looking.”
As earlier explained, the compact disc I was supposedly looking for was a bright one, easy to spot. Β What I didn’t count on was this dude has already seen it behind the counter in its location. But what he didn’t count on was that I had sinceΒ yanked it and hidden it out of sight! Β From the rightΒ vantage point, you could haveΒ spotted it, but it was gone now.
“Are you sure?” the scammer asked. Β “I think it’s right over there,” and he pointed me in the general direction. Β I put on a good act of looking, flipping through every disc but his. Β “I’m sure I saw it right there.”
“Can you show me?” I asked, knowing it wasn’t there. Β I don’t know if he figured out my game or not. Β He probably had. Β But there was nothing he could do about it. Β “Is this it?” Β I pulled out a disc with random artwork on it. Β “No, but I saw it right there, in that spot that is empty now.” Β Yeah, he caught me.
“I’m really sorry but it’s not there. Β I’ll keep looking. Β Why don’t you give me your name and phone number? Β I’ll call when I find it. Β I’m sure it’ll turn up.”
“Naw, man.”
Small triumph, but, still a triumph.
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