1940. Lethbridge Alberta. The Safeway meat department.
A whopping $.25 an hour.
A fifteen-year-old new employee had just gotten his first
glimpse of Heaven . . .
Moving into the big city had been an adventure. For a boy
used to chores and hard work, it was a reprieve. For someone accustomed to few
people, it was an education.
For a lad whose only source of income to date had been an
allowance, it was admittance into the world of high finance.
Mark loved working at the meat counter. He soon got through
the basics of sorting, assisting and wrapping and was working on learning to
cut—first with knives and then with the machines.
Nothing says ‘you’re a man’ quite like a job that involves
things sharp and deadly.
And to add to the perks of the job, he got along well with
his co-workers.
Life was perfect.
However, like most work places, there soon proved to be a
joker in the midst.
Garth, one of the younger cutters, sent Mark on an errand.
Back to the storeroom for a ‘sky hook’.
Obediently, Mark disappeared.
For some time, he searched the orderly shelves and office,
growing more and more alarmed when what he sought simply couldn’t be found.
Finally deciding he would have to return to Garth to report failure,
he started for the door.
Another cutter was standing there. He asked Mark what he was
searching for.
When the young man told him, the cutter smiled. “You’ve been
duped, son,” he said.
Huh. Mark turned this over in his mind.
Remember, this is a boy from the ranch. One who had been the
butt of pranks by professionals.
He smiled and hurried back to Garth. “We were out of those
hooks,” Mark told him. “So I went next door to the hardware and ordered one.”
Then he went back to his duties, but kept an eye on the young
cutter.
He didn’t have to wait long.
As soon as he turned away, Garth was out the door like a
shot and headed to the hardware store.
Oddly enough, Mark never heard the term ‘sky hook’ used
again.
Yep.
There was a joker among the staff at the meat counter in the
Lethbridge Safeway.
Just not the one everyone knew.
Hah! Garth didn't realize he was dealing with a pro :)
ReplyDeleteDad sent (cousin) Wade over to the shop to ask Uncle Bryce for a can of Compression. Uncle Bryce ruined the prank by telling Wade to tell Uncle Mark to quit acting so silly. They could've had Wade running all over the ranch looking for compression. Better than snipe-hunting...
ReplyDeleteGarth didn't know what he was getting himself into, ha-ha!
ReplyDeleteI wonder whether Garth retired from his position as joker or just picked his target/victim with more care.
ReplyDeleteYou can't kid a kidder.
ReplyDeleteA clever man, your Dad.
ReplyDeleteHa! Love it. The people in the hardware store must have thought he was crazy :)!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant. I bet the hardware store folks had a story to tell ...
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