This wasn't really a bad gift, but when I was 11 or 12 my uncle gave me a Victorian looking porcelain-headed doll that I thought was just the ugliest thing ever.
Post by lightbulbsun on Nov 29, 2012 15:03:44 GMT -5
My godmother worked at goodwill, so she would always get me stuff from there. The best was probably this pink, plaid, square purse with bright pink faux fur around the top. I was 12 and a huge tomboy at the time. I actually kept it for a really long time, and just took it back to goodwill (a different location!) recently.
This was my college graduation present from my parents:
Um, yeah, I'm totally serious.
does it mean something???
No. I like rodeos and stuff, and I wear boots often, but no special meaning or anything. My mom just bought it at the local drug store and told me to be sure and leave the tag on it because it might be collectable some day.
For Valentine's day, my ex once gave me a stuffed tiger that he bought at Hallmark. Turns out he also bought it for his sister. For Valentine's Day. I don't know what grosses me out more... adults getting stuffed animals as gifts or brothers buying their sisters Valentine's Day gifts.
Second place goes to my mom, who is a sucker for the "As Seen on TV" product. It was some home parafin wax spa thing. I was like, mom, I love you... but we can go ahead and return this one.
My mom wrapped a bunch of cotton balls, a bar of soap (from a multipack!) and some nail polish remover for my 25(?) birthday. I honestly thought it was a joke at first because I normally got fairly normal gifts from her. She honestly seemed to think it was a good gift because it was stuff I'd use? My now husband told me later he took her aside and told her that wasn't a good gift and and try harder next time. lol
My H bought me a mattress pad. A cheap one at that.
As a kid I thought the worst gift ever was that my grandma would make me and my cousins matching dress up clothes or dolls. This happened way past the point where I would want either of these. Now I am glad my mom hung onto them for DD.
Post by kangaroo11 on Nov 29, 2012 15:29:57 GMT -5
A guy I was dating gave me a pipe for pot for my birthday. I don't do drugs, but he did. Thoughtful.
DH's cousins came to our wedding in CA from eastern Canada. They gifted us the ugliest picture frames. I wish they would've just given us the card and not hauled the frames all the way here.
Wait- was it a pair of boots, or one boot with crap in it as a decoration?
Just one boot, and it's ceramic.
oh nooo! I thought it was a pair of cowboy boots and I was like, ok well it may not be a typical graduation present but it's cool...but a ceramic boot vase!!?? WTH?
This wasn't really a bad gift, but when I was 11 or 12 my uncle gave me a Victorian looking porcelain-headed doll that I thought was just the ugliest thing ever.
I am totally imagining this:
This just made me spit out my coffee all over the keyboard.
Dh had no idea what it was. He ordered by phone and the woman suggested it and described it as a set of comfortable pj's for winter and another for summer.
He was home when it was delivered and wrote a very sweet note on the box. Then he went off to work. I came home, opened it, and cried. I felt like Ralphie. It is a big joke now, but I was seriously upset that he thought a pink sack was a nice gift. Once he explained it, it was hilarious, but not so much at the time.
footie pajamas? my SIL totally wears these. she loves them and would probably want to know where your DH got this.
Post by milkrations on Nov 29, 2012 15:36:01 GMT -5
For our wedding, one of H's family members got us a vase that was engraved with our names and wedding date. The only problem was that my name was spelled wrong. Granted, my name is uncommon and I have the less common of two spellings for it, but it is certainly not youneek. They could have at least looked at the wedding invitation to get the correct spelling.
My grandparents gave us a food dehydrator one year. It takes a lot of time and grapes to make a handful of raisins. My MIL is also very sweet, but waits until the last freaking minute to buy gifts, so they're always random sizes of clothes. She asks for a list every year, and most of us have just started requesting gift cards or spa certificates because anything else is pointless.
DH's cousin couldn't make it to my bridal shower and sent me this gift instead. The parts were mostly clean, but clearly used were shipped in a Crockpot box full of packing peanuts. She was moving at the time, so I like to think that somehow a garbage box got shipped to us by mistake and the real gift got thrown away. I never said anything to her about it.
Post by simplyinpenguin on Nov 29, 2012 15:41:58 GMT -5
I think last year's was hands down the worst. From my H, I received a piece of lingerie and a carton of cigarettes. I was so bummed because I put a lot of time in my gifts to him and he saw me as a hooker who needed cigarettes lol.
Dh had no idea what it was. He ordered by phone and the woman suggested it and described it as a set of comfortable pj's for winter and another for summer.
He was home when it was delivered and wrote a very sweet note on the box. Then he went off to work. I came home, opened it, and cried. I felt like Ralphie. It is a big joke now, but I was seriously upset that he thought a pink sack was a nice gift. Once he explained it, it was hilarious, but not so much at the time.
footie pajamas? my SIL totally wears these. she loves them and would probably want to know where your DH got this.
Footie pajamas with a hood :/ He got them from Pajamagram -- not good quality.
My mom gave us a queen sized blanket for our wedding gift. A queen sized blanket that SHE received for HER wedding 38 years before, still in the original package. At least it wasn't used, I guess? It's light blue with flowers all over it. I feel like for the hell of it I should keep it and give it to my daughter when she gets married.
For our wedding, my uncle gave us a crystal photo frame. On one half there is room for a photo, on the other half there is an exact etched replica of our wedding invitation and above that is a small etched replica of the church where we got married. Then on the outside of the glass it's lined with a thick metal gold trim.
I feel like a major douche for complaining because he obviously paid a decent amount of money for it and put some thought into it. But....it's totally not my style and the gold and everything is very dated. Our house is small, and I really have no where to put it without it being the major centerpiece of a room.
It's a horrible gift because it makes me feel like a huge ungrateful douche.
Post by MixedBerryJam on Nov 29, 2012 15:49:12 GMT -5
I looked on line for a picture, but it's so long ago now that I couldn't find anything close. My father was a terrible gift-buyer. The. Worst. Every year my sister and I would get perfume, but neither she nor I ever wears it. Ever. Ever ever. As in never.
Anyway, one Christmas my father brought us each the requisite bottle of perfume (well, mass-marketed eau-de-toilette), but they were shaped bottles: My sister's gift, cologne for the ladies, was in a bottle that was slightly concave on one side. The other, aftershave for the well-groomed gentleman, was equally convex, and nested next to the other bottle in the original packaging. But my father had broken up the set, and I got the aftershave. For years we laughed at, however much of a loser my father is, at least SHE didn't get aftershave for Christmas.