It’s crazy right now. People hoarding toilet paper, paper towels, napkins and hand sanitizer. It’s a scary world we live in at the moment. The stress this pandemic is putting on everyone is causing more health problems to people than in my opinion the virus. We all need to do our part to be vigilant but we don’t need to go all out insane. All of a sudden people are now washing their hands? What no one did before now? People in my age bracket did not grow up with hand pump soap. Yet, they are buying it up like crazy. I grew up with bar soap. It was used for everything. After I mentioned this to some soap hoarders they began putting packages of bar soap in their shopping cart. Yesterday I saw a funny post about the year 2053 and guy opening last pack of toilet paper his parents hoarded in 2020. It gave me the idea for the following flash fiction story. I sent this to a friend who had her husband read it. They both needed a laugh.They suggested I post it for others. Hence the reason to blog today. My own husband cracked up when I read this to him. I only hope you enjoy and get a chuckle during this time of craziness.
Please take care and be safe. Do a daily check on family, friends and neighbors with phone call, text or personal message. I’m posting a daily check on social media.
Until next time....please don’t hoard; others need the same items you do.
THE BIRTHDAY
© Scottie-ann Murphy
Angel opened her eyes. She had a wonderful nights sleep for a change. The stress of her job had been taking its toll on her. She slowly sat up; stretched her arms over her head; took a deep breath then pushed her feet into her fluffy pink slippers. As she walked to the bathroom, the scent of coffee and bacon made her smile. Scott was already up and about. He was making breakfast. It was Angel’s thirty-second birthday. Scott turned thirty-two just three days before. She looked around the bathroom and sighed. Opening the closet door she grabbed what she needed. Putting it on the vanity counter carefully she opened the twelve pack of Angel Soft toilet paper. It was the last twelve pack from the supply her parents purchased in March of the year 2020. Angel, her parents named her in December of that year. What a shock to her forty-two year old mother when she became pregnant with Angel. She always laughed that her parents hoarded toilet paper and they forget to buy condoms. Like her parents, Scott’s parents also hoarded toilet paper and forgot the condoms. Hence the names they gave their children, Angel and Scott. It could have been worse Angel once told her husband we could have been named Cottonelle or Charmin.
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