Ho, ho, ho, pandas, what did Santa leave for you under theChristmas treethis year? Was it the present that you wanted? Or maybe it was Krampus who visited you and left you with a big pile of disappointment?In that case, don’t be too sad knowing you’re in good company. These people from the r/AskReddit community have found some duds under the Christmas Tree too. The user SwirlyStarrs asked netizens to share what’sthe worst giftthey received and the answers ranged from cringy to downright offensive. Perhaps Krampus possesses some people to gift empty boxes and library books that are soon to be due?We were lucky enough to be able to chat with the person who posted this question on r/AskReddit. SwirlyStarrs agreed to have a brief chat withBored Pandaand tell us more about her reasons for posting this question.This post may includeaffiliate links.
Ho, ho, ho, pandas, what did Santa leave for you under theChristmas treethis year? Was it the present that you wanted? Or maybe it was Krampus who visited you and left you with a big pile of disappointment?
In that case, don’t be too sad knowing you’re in good company. These people from the r/AskReddit community have found some duds under the Christmas Tree too. The user SwirlyStarrs asked netizens to share what’sthe worst giftthey received and the answers ranged from cringy to downright offensive. Perhaps Krampus possesses some people to gift empty boxes and library books that are soon to be due?
We were lucky enough to be able to chat with the person who posted this question on r/AskReddit. SwirlyStarrs agreed to have a brief chat withBored Pandaand tell us more about her reasons for posting this question.
This post may includeaffiliate links.
My ex got me, a 6’3” guy, a women’s medium white hoodie. I was so mad about it. She has a habit of getting others gifts that are really for her. I wore the s**t out of that hoodie. Time to mow the grass, time for the white hoodie. Need to fix the car, yep time for the white hoodie. She was so mad. Glad she’s an ex.
We were pretty poor growing up and my dad got injured on the job. It was the first Xmas since the injury settlement and my parents were having a new two story house built with a chunk of the money. I was twelve at the time and all I wanted and asked for was a guitar. I knew guitars were exspensive so I asked it to be my only gift. Christmas morning my little brother and sister start opening gifts, nice toys, games ect. My first gift was a single wash cloth. Second gift was a single towel. Next was a shower curtin… My mom had used Christmas to redecorate the bathroom for the new home and wrapped each item and just put my name on it. After the third wash cloth I stopped opening gifts and asked if they got me a guitar. They said “no because you’ll just get bored of it”. I asked if I could exchange the bathroom stuff to buy myself some games of something. I was called ungrateful and hard to shop for. I ended up using my college money to buy a guitar a few months later and my parents refuse to buy me any more gifts for birthdays or xmas because of the inccident so they just give me a card or cash. This was 30 years ago and they still refuse to buy me gifts. I now teach guitar to kids for free and have made a lot of friends playing in bands.
Someone in the extended family repeatedly gave me alcohol and shot glasses when it was well known I’d quit drinking. They did it maliciously thinking I’d fall off the wagon. What they didn’t understand was that I quit drinking because it was giving me anaphylaxis. If I started drinking again, it’s not like I’d relapse; I’d die. That s**t gets worse each time.
First Christmas with my dad, his new wife, and her kids. They opened designer handbags, DVD box sets (this was almost 20 years ago), electronics, etc.I got: a bottle of Herbal Essences shampoo. No matching conditioner.My sister got: A Hanes 5 pack of granny panties.My stepmother is…not a nice lady.
Some people feel a lot of pressure during the Christmas season because they feel they have to get the right gift for everyone. The Redditor says that ideally, giving gifts shouldn’t be this way.“I don’t think gifting in and of itself should be a lot of pressure, but it just is sometimes,” she admits. “I think it’s worth it if the person likes the gift that you spent so much time on.” SwirlyStarrs also says she believes she’s a good gift-giver. “I love getting people gifts, and I feel like I’m decent at it.”
Some people feel a lot of pressure during the Christmas season because they feel they have to get the right gift for everyone. The Redditor says that ideally, giving gifts shouldn’t be this way.
“I don’t think gifting in and of itself should be a lot of pressure, but it just is sometimes,” she admits. “I think it’s worth it if the person likes the gift that you spent so much time on.” SwirlyStarrs also says she believes she’s a good gift-giver. “I love getting people gifts, and I feel like I’m decent at it.”
A gift certificate from the spa hotel he was at on Christmas Eve with another woman. I found out because he took me there for breakfast Christmas morning and surprised me saying he had rented us a room so we could enjoy the hot mineral water . When we got to the room it wasn’t made up yet so I went to the front desk to let them know. That was when I was informed that they didn’t service rooms that were carried over for another day. Yeah, the same room and the same bed he had f***d that whre in just hours before. Sick a*****e.
My husband is a guitar player. He gives me music equipment that I don’t know the purpose of. Of course it’s for him. So since I’m an avid gardener I give him gardening tools for Christmas.
Let’s face it, when it comes to Christmas presents, we’ve all received a stinker or two. I, personally, never know how to react without offending the giver. True, in some cases the gift might be so offensive and cruel that you might want the culprit to get some of their own medicine. But what about cases when the person didn’t mean to offend and just missed the mark?
My ex husband got me Pyrex portable dishes. Seemed fine. Until the day after Christmas when I went to the bank and discovered those were the free gift when you opened a checking account. Turns out he opened a secret account, too! Wasn’t that sly…
My ex husband was 15 and went for his first Christmas with his s****y father, new stepmother, and her two sons. His dad says, (speaking to the three boys), “Come out to the garage for your big Christmas present!” And there were TWO off-road motorcycles. One for each of HER boys but nothing for him. This pattern repeated throughout the years. I hated his father from day one and if he’s still alive I hope he’s dying slowly of painful cancer.
Diane Gottsman, an etiquette expert and founder of the Protocol School of Texas told CNBC that adults should acceptunwanted giftswith grace and class. She claims that we’re not thanking the person for the item itself. “You’re thanking them for the effort. The gift is secondary. It’s the thought and the effort and the love that counts.”
I had an ex take me to the mall and dismally demand I “pick something because he didn’t feel like trying to guess what I’d like. We’d been together for seven years. I didn’t pick anything, and a few days later he became single for Christmas.
A one person tent and lantern from my MIL, we were struggling to pay the bills back then and she said, in front of of everyone, “this is in case you guys get evicted”. We had 3 kids at the time.
I dated a guy in college for almost six months who was really into civil war history. I bought an old Confederate dollar bill on eBay, went to Michael’s for some cheap fabric backing and a frame, framed it myself. Wrapped it and tied a ribbon around to make a bow.He gave me a seashell from his family beach trip over the summer. From before we had met, so it wasn’t like “oh, I found this seashell and thought of you” - it was just something he already had knocking about in the back of his closet. Dude was from a wealthy family and he threw money around like it was nothing, but he couldn’t even be bothered to put the seashell in a gift bag.I broke up with him the next day.
How to react face-to-face depends on your relationship with the giver. If it’s not a family member, a simple “thank you” is enough, even if you don’t plan on using the gift. If it’s someone close to you, you might want to let them know politely.If it’s an item of clothing that doesn’t fit, ask them if you can switch it for the right size. Gottsman says you wouldn’t be out of line when asking someone you’re relatively familiar with.
How to react face-to-face depends on your relationship with the giver. If it’s not a family member, a simple “thank you” is enough, even if you don’t plan on using the gift. If it’s someone close to you, you might want to let them know politely.
If it’s an item of clothing that doesn’t fit, ask them if you can switch it for the right size. Gottsman says you wouldn’t be out of line when asking someone you’re relatively familiar with.
An eviction notice from my parents before I was 18.
When I was about 10, all I wanted was a VCR. Asked for it all year. My hateful grandmother who raised me put a bedspread in a VCR box. I’m 47 now but I’ll never forget it
Gottsman also told CNBC that you should write a thank-you note to the person who gave you the gift. Doesn’t matter if you think it’s useless or bad – you should still thank them for thinking of you and putting in the effort.After that, etiquette dictates that the item is yours to do with as you please. You can either donate it or re-gift it. Be careful not to hurt anyone’s feelings with re-gifting, though. Gottsman has a saying for these instances: “I always say, regift in another city.”
Gottsman also told CNBC that you should write a thank-you note to the person who gave you the gift. Doesn’t matter if you think it’s useless or bad – you should still thank them for thinking of you and putting in the effort.
After that, etiquette dictates that the item is yours to do with as you please. You can either donate it or re-gift it. Be careful not to hurt anyone’s feelings with re-gifting, though. Gottsman has a saying for these instances: “I always say, regift in another city.”
Bottle of wine from a friend who knows 100% I don’t drink alcohol, especially wine.
On Reddit Secret Santa I spent time and quite a bit of money selecting and sending something cool for my secret Santa.The person who got me sent a dirty sticker and a ripped piece of paper saying “sorry I forgot to get something and I don’t have money anyway so here’s a sticker don’t be mad”.Like cool dude - you could’ve backed out and I would’ve been assigned to someone else. I just thought it was kinda inconsiderate and mean.
I was in debate my freshman year, it was a blended grade class. The teacher arranged an optional secret santa for the class. One of the seniors got my name.Exchange day comes around and I get a $20 gift card to Starbucks. Cool, he didn’t know me that well so a gift card was fine.At the time I’d never had Starbucks so I was happy to try it. Went to get something and found out there was $2.73 left on the card… he literally just gave me his used gift card. D**k.
I got perfume samples, the kind you find embedded in the pages of magazines, and two 99c cans of shaving cream. My stepmonster was irritated I wasn’t more appreciative of her “practical” gifts.My stepsister got a horse.
A set of used, mismatched, still dirty kitchen knives in the box for a nice set of knives from my MIL.What do you even say to that?
Slim fast shakes from my mom when I was 14.
A fire notice from my job. They put that s**t in a gift box.
A Christmas card that said “roses are red, violets are blue, youre a jew, so no Christmas for you.” Grade 4 truly was a special time.
A kitten. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love my cat and I’m so happy I have her. But when my mom got her for me it was a poorly thought-out surprise. It was even a surprise to my grandparents, who I live with, and had no idea they’d be getting a cat in their house. She also didn’t provide a litter tray or litter, or cat food. So my Christmas became a fetch quest of trying to get together everything the kitten needed, with all the shops closed.
Earrings from my boyfriend… when I didn’t have pierced ears. And when I saw the box, I thought it was a ring and he was proposing. AND when I reminded him I didn’t have pierced ears, he returned them and kept the money.
An empty box, apparently the look on my face as a kid was the present my family needed.
Got a crucifix one year from my grandmother. The same year I told my family I was atheist.
A huge bag of disposable pink razors paired with thick off brand pads to open in front of my entire extended family.
A gift card with nothing on it.
A German, meat based cookbook from my now ex mother in law. She knew I had become vegetarian and disapproved. The thing was, I dropped it at Goodwill the following week and a couple weeks after that she asked if she could borrow it.
A ziploc bag of muddy buddies, with fruit flies all over them.A bag of tortilla chips, they were stale.Another ziploc bag filled with nail polishes, all old and separating.Those were all the same person.A GF at the time was yelling at me about giving her a stupid and thoughtless gift, before tossing their gift at me and stomping away. They gave me a book. A beaten-up, used book. I know it was used because I was the original owner of the book, and had lent it to her months before.
That would be the pair of Christmas socks where they claimed “one sock was for Christmas, and one for my birthday” while laughing hysterically. My birthday is the 24th. A runner up to worst gift was a rubber band ball (i was 16) and it wasn’t a gag gift.. tied in place with the book I gave my mom - 2 years later, regifted to me, as she said she didn’t want it, and if I didn’t either to just throw it away. It was a memory book. I canceled my birthday and only started recently doing holidays again for my kid.
Not me, but my MIL gifted someone a library book that had to be returned in a week.
My dad got me a snow shovel and even wrapped it and when I opened it up, he told me to go use it on the driveway.
A half used bottle of bubble bath. Used I know because it had ran down the sides of the bottle and dried.
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A toothbrush. But here’s the rest of it- when we were kids (me, my 2 younger brothers) always got toothbrushes for a stocking stuffer. One year we opened ours and ran into the bathroom to change our old ones out. Cue my youngest brother & me reaching for the same toothbrush. We looked at each other with HORROR. We’d been unknowingly using the same toothbrush as the other for months.
I was five. My grandmother got me a solar powered/hand crank radio. I didn’t have any interest in the radio. I had no interest in letting it charge in the sun. I had no interest in cranking it.Worst part is my cousin and I are two months apart in age. We always go the same gifts from our grandma and they were always so strange. Now we send each other strange Christmas gifts each year in her honor.
I was a third grade teacher. One of the student’s moms had her own business selling sex toys at home parties. She gave me a vibrator, which I opened in front of the whole class, because the girl insisted I open her present. Mom wrote me a note that said it would keep me warm on cold winter nights.
We went over to my grandma’s to wrap presents. So we were wrapping gifts for our cousins and vice versa (she was old and bedridden. We were wrapping such cool things, poly pockets, Barbies, easy bake ovens! I was so excited to go over for Christmas to see what she got us. I opened a container of hand sanitizer… like a gallon sized container of hand sanitizer. And that was my only gift… I was 9.
My ex gave me a blank dollar store photo album with some of the pages labeled and told me my job was to fill the album with photos of us. So basically he gave me a homework assignment for Christmas.
My dad got me a gun when i was really young. I just wanted a f****n barbie or something.
Peanut butter filled pretzels.I’m deathly allergic to peanuts.
I was told going into Christmas that we were broke and I shouldn’t expect much if anything. Which I was fine with tbh. We chose to celebrate at the grandparents so no gift openings at home apart from some chocolate in my stocking from dad.At the grandparents I open my gift first. New set of pajamas. I was 13 so they were nice but not something I was really excited about.Everyone else opens their modest gifts. Parents grandparents cousins aunts and uncles all had a few gifts each. Usually my grandparents hand out checks to everyone $100-200 each grand kid but this year they said there was no checks. Instead there was a big surprise.My mom hands my sister a card the final gift.Inside was a photo of my sisters new $6,000 Horse, which was big so we had to get a new $8,000 horse trailer and because the horse and trailer were so big a new $24,000 truck was needed.
Socks when I was a kid.Now I want socks.
An omelette pan to “make my husband an omelette on Sunday mornings” from my mother-in-law for my first Xmas in their family. She died the year after and we divorced after 13 yrs because he cheated. Good riddance to all of those nut bars.
my grandma knew i loved cartoons and animation and my uncle, who loved family guy, knew i HATED family guy with a passion. so he told grandma since i was a adult and loved animation that she should get me some family guy PJs. I could not contain the loathing i felt opening them and seeing peter gryphon looking at me and my grandma waiting for me to cheer like i have been all night. Turns out my uncle did that to get 2 presents from grandma that year cause he knew i would hate it and not want them so he took them.
I once got a notepad from my mum that she’d clearly nabbed from her cleaning job in an office. That was the only gift.She would normally spend thousands on my younger brother’s (different Dad’s). They’d have a pile of gifts waist high, spanning the entire living room.I got a notepad.
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Nothing. Which is what I got from my now ex-husband for 2 decades.
From my (now ex) husband. A Christmas card addressed to him with his name crossed out and mine wrote in and a massage envy gift card with scuff marks so it looked old and had $5 on it.
My biological mother showed up christmas eve after no contact for two years and gave me pet mice. I already had a pet cat there were no supplies.I think she just did that to be petty and inconvenience the family.
Age 7 crocheted coat hangers. my step grandma got all the grandkids normal gifts. Mine was a dozen metal coat hangers crocheted over. I still have one 30+ years later out of sheer spite. Now that’s a long term resentment.
I got braces when I was 12 and my mom told me that was my xmas present that year. I think I got them early in the year too.. 😬
AAA card. I’m epileptic and can’t drive.
An Atari 2600.My dad had basically no involvement in my life but thought that getting a nice gift would make up for it. He got me an Atari 2600 for my birthday in July and had given it so little thought that he got me another one for Christmas because he forgot that he had already bought one for me.I know people who obviously had it worse but this was the moment I realized at 8 years old that my dad didn’t give a s**t about me.
We did a “white elephant” gift exchange thing growing up, my family would do it every year instead of having to buy a ton of gifts for the family. So all the adults would buy one gift, and extras so the kids could each get one gift each as well.. I was 13/14 at the time, and I got Dr Pepper chapstick, and a big toy wooden pencil. It’s funny now, but back then seeing my Brothers and Sister get money, it was devastating.
Me- stepladder. Brother at 5 years old. He loved sweaters. Opened a box from aunt who was a great knitter. Very excited until he lifted sweater, found out it was a vest. “Where are my sleeves?” Poor kid cried hysterically.
A receipt for my favourite perfume I my husbands pocket just before Christmas.. Unfortunately I didn’t get the perfume. Long long long story. Long long long marriage. Short story.
A pack of all yellow highlighters which I was gifted because I “like art”.I was a little kid and my great aunt was well meaning, but losing her marbles.
A purple, polyester pantsuit when I was 15. It looked like it was for a 50 year old woman. No offense to 50 year old women. This was in the mid-seventies.
I don’t drink coffee. My (now ex) partner didn’t drink coffee either. My (now ex) mother in law knew this. She knew this because every time she came over, she would complain that we didn’t offer her any coffee, and we would explain that since neither of us drink coffee, we didn’t have coffee.Well, one Christmas she gave me …… a coffee maker.
A broken ornament. No, I’m not even kidding. My grandpa’s wife (not my grandma) gave both me and my adult cousin blown glass ornaments, only mine was broken inside the bag. Now I wouldn’t’ve cared had my cousin gotten one and not me, we were adults so it didn’t matter. I opened it and she was like “I know it’s broken but you can fix it right?” It’s a blown glass ornament, no, I can’t fix it, and even if I wanted to I’d cut myself trying to. She knew it was broken and still gave it to me. Needless to say she’s not the brightest.
This is actually a fantastic gift, but I think with context you’ll understand why it sucked.A skateboard.When I was about 12 years old, my dad (whom I saw a few times a year) bought me a skateboard after I had expressed mild interest. I think I had admired a certain skateboarder and said it looked fun. I don’t remember ever saying I wanted to pursue it myself or asking for one. I am notorious in my family for having poor balance and coordination, and I have virtually no depth perception.He knew how to skateboard, but he lived almost 9 hours away and I saw him a few times a year because he worked and had 5 kids with his new wife where they lived, so he couldn’t really give me lessons. No one else in my family could skate, we didn’t live anywhere near a skatepark, and there was no one older than me in our neighborhood who could mentor me. I lived with my grandparents, one of whom worked full-time out of town and the other thought skateboarding was a horrible idea.So I just had this board that I couldn’t really do anything with. I tried to teach myself, but with poor balance, coordination, and depth perception already, I never even managed to stay on the board without holding onto something. It was such an embarrassing gift because it was a reminder of how my dad wasn’t in my life, knew little to nothing about my interests, and how crappy my brain and body worked together (I was undiagnosed autistic).editing to add: It really sucked even more when he later taught my stepbrother and little brothers (who lived with him) to skateboard and put my little sister in ballet classes like I always wanted but was “too uncoordinated” for.
A couple years ago my older sister got me some Summer’s Eve feminine spray. I mentioned I had a yeast infection the week before. Um thanks said no one ever.
I got a shirt from one of my aunt’s. It was a short sleeve flannel shirt with a sweatshirt hood on it. She thought it was perfect for me because she thought that I wore ugly clothes.
My cousin once gave me some aftershave. I have a full beard. And he realized this as I was opening the gift, ha ha.We had a good laugh.
5th grade. 1981. We had a grab bag at school. You were supposed to spend .75 to $1. Teacher gave us time to play with our gifts for a while after we opened them. The other kids were playing with Matchbox cars, Chinese jump ropes and coloring books.I got a 50-cent McDonald’s coupon and a quarter.
From my mom. I got a bottle of Old Navy perfume. My sisters and my brothers girlfriend were given necklaces. Real gold necklaces. My gift still had the $10 price tag.
I purchased my SIL some really dope harry potter themed office accesories for her first new job out of college. Shes’s a diehard HP fan and they were super classy, not chidlish at all. Spent almost $100 on her Christmas present and several hours deciding.She got me one of those cheap $9 holiday bath gift sets from walmarts gift section. I have severe psoriasis and these kinda things give me a flare up because they are heavily scented with cheap ingredients. I thanked her and when I got home threw it in the trash. I now no longer bother buying presents for anyone except my absolute closest friends and my own immediate family.I honestly would have preferred to have gotten nothing under the premise of she didn’t have money then a very no-thought gift that showed how little f***s she gave about me!
A washbag jam-packed full of small sample shampoos, conditioners and body washes that had clearly been hoarded from the givers’ hotel stays.
Collection of hotel toiletries (“But they’re Louis Vuitton!” and a loaf of sourdough bread with a tin of tuna. All in the same year, from my husband’s family.The only person who was happy that night was the cat. He likes tuna.
Novelty ties. My SIL buys me one every 2nd year. In the 30 years I’ve known her, has she not noticed that I NEVER wear a tie??
One year, my MIL got me a pair of nice jeans. They were nice and well made. The issue was that she got my BIL’s wife 4 court side seats to an NBA game. She got my other BIL’s girlfriend a weekend Spa trip for her and 2 friends. How can your MIL tell everyone she hates you without actually saying it out loud.
Last year my MIL gave my partner and I multiple fancy gift bags, tissue paper and all, very obviously full of random clutter she had cleared from her spare room. Not like nice extra items to give away, truly just useless odds and ends.Made even more obvious because that month she had been talking a lot about how she was finally going through and decluttering, like it was a big conversational topic with her every time we met.On the bright side it kind of helped me get through to him that maybe she was a little weird and sometimes rude. Cracked his wall of only-son-mummy-denial lol. A year later his boundaries have gotten a lot healthier. So I suppose that’s a good gift.
A very stinky hair iron quilted heat pad. Used. From the 80s. Smelled like actual pee and cheese.Someone forgot their secret Santa gift and the after school program dug around in storage to find me something ($10 was the gift price) and found the stinkiest thing in the world. I would have been happier not participating. Everyone got the coolest gifts, I got a piece of soggy stinky trash that had burn holes in it. It was damp. Literally wet from the bottom of the storage shed.It was an important lesson as a kid:1) if you forget secret Santa gift, it’s ok, but you MUST step out and not participate.2) I put all my excitement into giving gifts that I forget I’m getting one!
One of my co workers was given a large bag of pistachios. He was my secret Santa and gave me a snack bag size of pistachios a week later at the company meeting.
Worst was a present that never showed up. They told me “It’s on the way”. They being the people who were the givers. Never saw that present. But the worst present I received was a “special” homemade organic bar of soap. It lasted one showed and fell apart in the beginning of shower #2. From the same person.
My ex was the absolute worst gift-giver. One birthday I received a $60 milk frother—neither of us drink milk. ETA another birthday gift: a custom license plate with a fish on it. But the best-worst gift? A box covered in assorted Christmas wrapping paper scraps, and with one of the bulb ornaments from the tree taped on top. Inside was one lime green bath towel… and a Glock. I know people say “it’s the thought that counts,” but I think that assumes the thought count itself is greater than zero lmao
A half full bottle of Tabasco sauce.
From my girlfriend’s grandparents (I was 17/18 at the time), they bought me… a toy magnet.Not even a decent strength magnet, but one of those ones that are 99% plastic in the shape of a horseshoe with the remaining 1% consisting of a tiny little bar magnet at each end.This thing didn’t even have enough magnetism to pick up a single paperclip.
A borat mankini.
2007: first Christmas as an adult where I have a boyfriend. I got him some decent presents. I hand them to him, thinking he’s gotten his for me hidden somewhere. He turns to me and says “Remember how I upgraded you laptop with better RAM?” “MERRY CHRISTMAS” - not something I cared about or needed in the slightest.2006: new boyfriend. I tell him about my s***y Christmas present the year before and that I just want something to open. I should have been more specific. The night before Christmas he asked to borrow my wrapping paper and some boxes. I was kind of miffed that I had to supply my own boxes and wrapping paper, but at least he got me something. Or so I thought. Christmas morning comes around and he has a huge as box for me, which I proceed on open. A smaller box. Inside of the smaller box. And so on, until I got to a f*****g pill bottle. On the pill bottle was the following “IOU: $100 gift card to glamour shots.”
As a teen, my dad didn’t have much concept of technology and largely assumed that equal cost was equal value. One Christmas, he bought my brother an iPod and bought me iPod accessories of roughly the same cost. He spent the same amount on both of us and I didn’t have the heart to tell him that my gifts, without an iPod to use them on, were entirely useless.
A gift exchange at work.. was given 2 cups from a Baileys gift box. No Baileys. Only the cups 😶💩
was around 10 years old…. i got a plant, a poinsettia, i was left without a word…. asking myself why i was punished when everyone else got cool stuff they actually liked even if it was not pricey stuff. a PLANT ? i had never showed any interest in plants !?i still dont get it.
Years ago my wife asked what I wanted for Christmas and I asked for a Kramer chefs knife and she agreed. Christmas rolls around and I got a $10 clock radio. F**k I was pissed off.
My brother in law for 3 years in a row now gets me these like “desk toys”. They’re almost like fidget toys, things to pass the time while at work.And he doesn’t even get me like one or two, he gets me like a whole box full of them. I have no idea how or why this started. I always just say thank you and immediately put them in the box to donate.
Gloves for preparing dishes from my older brother.
Nothing. When I was 7 I would read The Giving Tree every time I went to the store with my mom. She would come find me and see that I was reading it. That Christmas at our one present on Christmas Eve tradition I open mine to find the book. Not thinking straight! Or like a 7 year old I stated, ‘I didn’t want this.’ This made my dad angry. He took the book and “scolded” me. I was then told I wouldn’t be getting anything on Christmas Day. I did not.
A John Wayne movie box set from my grandparents. They meant well, but I don’t think I ever even opened it.
My little sister once gave me and brother used chapstick.
BF gave me an angel painted on velvet. I hid it in the attic and went back to college. Parents found it years later when they sold the house and had no idea where it came from.
Back when I was about 10 years old, my nana (grandma) got me a gift. God bless her soul but to me, when I look back I still think wtf.We are Mexican, so for Christmas she got me not a Power Ranger, but a ‘Para Ranger’ the Mexican equivalent. I threw that poncho wearing son of a b***h as far underneath my bed as I could.
A freaking pony…. it bit me every time I got near it. It was just an a*****e with a saddle. I gave that pony away and sold the saddle for 50.00.
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