“This is what you always do, Ted,” Carol said. “You wait until the last minute. Her birthday is this weekend. You’re the exemplarily procrastinator.”
“Wait, maybe I can find it online,” Ted said.
“Ted, there is a huge demand for those things,” Carol said. “If they’re not in stores, you won’t find any online.”
“Maybe a used one on Craigslist,” Ted said.
“Used one?” Carol said. “Don’t make me cringe, Ted. How could you even consider giving a used one to your daughter for her birthday?”
“So we’ll get her something else,” Ted said. “She’s only five. She’ll be thrilled with whatever we get her.”
Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Promp (toy), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (closed), The Daily Spur (exemplarily), My Vivid Blog (cringe), Your Daily Woed Prompt (trivial), and Word of the Day Challenge (cabbages).
This post, while fiction, reflects actual events that occurred to me back in the mid-eighties. Cabbage Patch Kids dolls were a worldwide phenomenon. My five year old daughter pleaded with us to get her one. Of course, back then there we no online shopping sites, there was no Craigslist. The only way to get a Cabbage Patch Kid was to hit the pavement and to go from toy store to toy store, from department store to Walmart to Kmart, trying to find one in stock. I finally did managed to score one in time for her birthday, and for about two weeks, until she got bored with that stupid doll, I was a superhero.