Stealing From a Child

I’ve mentioned my Captain America action figure that I keep on my work desk. I bought him two or three years ago while in a toy story with Calfgrit7 (then just 5 years old). At the time, I felt that I had to say I was buying it for the calf, (I don’t remember why I thought this), but I was really buying it for me. I had all intentions of digging it out of his toy box once he forgot it was buried in there.

He had three variations of Spider-Man action figures, so surely he wouldn’t miss this guy he wasn’t all that interested in anyway. Once I had swiped this Captain America from the pile of toys, he forgot all about it.

I took Cap’n A to my work and proudly displayed him on my desk. I even dressed as the Captain for Halloween that year. Since then, he’s been a regular part of my desk. At work. Out of my boy’s sight.

But now that I’m home, and have no away desk to keep him, Captain America is on my home desk. Calfgrit7 immediately saw him and asked for him back. <sigh>

So, I went on ebay to find a replacement. (These figures are out of production, now.) I bid on one figure (new, in box), but lost the auction within the last hour. I bid on another figure (also new, in box), but lost that auction, too, within the last hour. Geez. I found another figure, and thought about bidding on it.

It’s been a while since I did anything on ebay, so I had forgotten about the “Buy Now” options and stores. Fortunately, I remember this before bidding on the third figure. I checked out the buy now listings and to my happy surprise, I found a figure (still new, in box) selling for even cheaper than I had bid on the others. I clicked to buy that thing faster than Cap’n A can take down a squad of Nazis.

So Calfgrit7 gets his action figure back, and I get a brand new one all for myself. It’s like a half-hour sitcom resolution. But without any funny.

Bullgrit
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