Also several years ago, my employer gave every employee a box of chocolate cherries for Christmas! Everyone except one girl HATED those things, so we all gave our boxes to her. She left work that day with her backseat and trunk stuffed with boxes of CCCs.
obambi as the President of the United States.
I can never blame my husband for giving me a really bad gift. One year, I gave him one of those child wandering monitor devices. The part you put on the kid, I put on his keys. The other part I sewed into his coat. He was always losing his keys and would take forever to find them every morning, or he’d leave them in a store, or in the gas station, or where ever.
He was not amused.
He re-gifted it to some folks in our choir who had just had their first child. They actually used it.
We’re still late a lot of mornings because he can’t find his keys. So, now I just tell him I think he is getting dementia and we just laugh.
A perfume bottle -— empty!
It was one of those old fashioned ones with the bulb attached to spritz.
Obviously a re-gift -— from 1925...
An ugly sweater from my mom when I was a kid. Then she made me wear it to midnight mass. A lot of my classmates were there and they agreed, that yes it was an ugly sweater. I should have turned her into social services.
I collect bird figurines (Swarovski, Lalique, etc.) so my husband found a whole bunch of spun-glass bird tchotchkes at Walgreen’s for $0.99 each. He bought every one they had and for 8 nights of Chanukah he gave me a different one.
I put them in the display case with the Swarovski’s and the Lalique’s because he would be disappointed if I didn’t.
Great descriptions, but this thread needs some pictures. That is so funny about your dress.
Honest, it must have been around 1958. I got a bag of coal and a stocking of willow switches.
Luckily I was the first one up and I hid the damned things.
We were also very poor, and one that I remember and cherish was my brother and me getting jars of peanut butter and jelly and fresh oranges.
A set of Three Stooges bobblehead dolls from my brother-in-law.
I recieved a giant puffy snowman some years ago from my brothers wife. I am a single guy, so this seemed like a “re-gift” or something that took absolutely no thought at all.
It was somewhere in the 1970's. I remember being in the "Two Guys" store and my mom and sis were shopping and let me window shop in the toy dept. I remember picking up the Andy Gibb doll and staring at it because I couldn't figure out if it was a boy or a girl!!! Next thing I know Santa left me the stupid Andy Gibb doll!!! I did not know who Andy Gibb was - or what sex the doll was!!!! I HATED that present and was soooooooo mad at Santa for it. Santa only left a few presents - Christmas was lean back then and that was my big gift! I guess my mom and sis must have thought I wanted it since I was looking at it - but seriously - I couldn't tell if it was boy or girl!
Okay...I'm still mad about it!
worst gift ever was actually five gifts. It was 1973, I was 12 years old and needed a shave- or so most of my relatves thought. I got five shaving kits. But wait you say, ‘surely you got something else, something fun’. My 6th and final gift was an alarm clock.
I remember hearing a report of something Princess Diana had said Queen Elizabeth gave her—soap on a rope or some such—something really cheap though.
From a Grandma: Packets of Green Kool-Aid. That I promptly had to give up so we kids could have something to drink with dinner at granny’s.
OK I have never really gotten a “worst gift ever” but my husband has. my sister is notorious for crazy weird gifts. one year she gave my somewhat balding husband a box of Rogaine. then another year she gave him a elk call. he doesn’t hunt at all. AN ELK CALL.... we still get a kick out of it when we come across it...
I was a teenager,in Love with my high school sweetheart. We were planning on marrying after graduation. That Christmas, she broke up with me on Christmas eve. To add insult to injury, the next spring she won the Miss Teen Pennsylvania contest .
Here’s my story and the actual gift involved wasn’t the important thing - my reaction was.
A good friend gave me this particular gift, and in previous years, he had tried to fool me by using different packaging. For example, putting a small book in a humongous box which he carried in and put in front of the tree as though it weighed 70 pounds or something, with the box completely filled with packing material and the book in the middle of it all.
OK, so this one year, as I removed the wrapping paper for his gift I saw the box was an item that was a terrible gift, one that nobody would like to receive. Yuck.
So, at that moment in time, I announced in a loud voice for everyone to hear, “I sure hope it’s not that ugly thing.”
Well, you guessed it - I opened the box to find THAT EXACT ITEM.
As the Southwest Airlines TV spots used to close with, “Wanna get away?”
I had an old boyfriend who got me records (of people that he liked) when I didn’t have a record player. He was so nice and made cassette recordings for me.
We broke up a few months later. (I wonder why.)
Its tough, I seem to get one every year from the same sister and brother-in-law........
He had done some work on my Datsun B210. So that year I did get my ring but it was a piston ring.....
I did get the engagement ring too.....but that was later.....