Post by dr.girlfriend on Nov 30, 2012 10:53:56 GMT -5
Oh, I have to add the one my aunt gave my cousin (her son). Her son is in his 40's, and lives with his wife in a very swanky Manhattan condo...the place is all white and marble, that kind of thing. For Christmas my aunt bought him a 4-foot-tall animatronic light-up statue of a little boy that plays a drum and sings "The Little Drummer Boy." The thing was giant, tacky, and creepy as hell. The look on his wife's face when she realized that thing was going home with them was priceless.
Everybody's worst gift may not be a worst gift to someone else but for me - it was a can crusher. I wasn't amused, at that point in life I didn't often buy stuff for myself so I especially appreciate if someone that was spending money on me got me something nice or something pretty. My H got it for me. I have since learned, within reason, to just buy stuff for myself.
My sister gave me a sweater from Aeropostale a few years ago. It was clearly a men's sweater, and it was itchy and way too big. I returned it to the store and they refunded me $3.
My mom has been giving me "crazy cat lady" stuff (books, signs for the wall, etc.) since I adopted my first cat a few years ago. To my family, owning a cat automatically makes you nuts.
Post by turtle1120 on Nov 30, 2012 12:34:09 GMT -5
For my baby shower, I got a basket full of "gently used" clothes from an old family friend. Gently used was how she referred to them. They were extremely used, stained and smelled awful. I could understand if they couldn't afford anything else, but they also gave me several items that were obviously new. I donated the basket full of fug clothes.
The worst one I received was the movie "Fireproof"--The Kirk Cameron super-religious movie. I am an atheist and I'm pretty sure my FIL knew that or at least knew I'm not religious. I returned it to Wal-Mart.
My sister is hilarious with gifts--she likes to get deals but always leaves the more expensive tag on them. She buys good gifts though so it's just really funny. Of course I am the person who completely forgets what I buy people.
A personalized casserole dish with not my name on it from my MIL. I have a compound last name (no hyphen, just space: RodneysWife MyLastName DHLastName) and the lid of the dish said "From the Kitchen of Mrs. DHLastName". To add insult to injury DH does the cooking (and loves it), it was the year I had just gotten laid off and the tag said "So you can be a real wife to DH".
A personalized casserole dish with not my name on it from my MIL. I have a compound last name (no hyphen, just space: RodneysWife MyLastName DHLastName) and the lid of the dish said "From the Kitchen of Mrs. DHLastName". To add insult to injury DH does the cooking (and loves it), it was the year I had just gotten laid off and the tag said "So you can be a real wife to DH".
Ugh, I still haven't gotten over that one.
So the gift is pretty bad (although I can understand the confusion with a double name and there probably wasn't enough space for your full name anyway), but the tag is HORRIBLE!!!!
A personalized casserole dish with not my name on it from my MIL. I have a compound last name (no hyphen, just space: RodneysWife MyLastName DHLastName) and the lid of the dish said "From the Kitchen of Mrs. DHLastName". To add insult to injury DH does the cooking (and loves it), it was the year I had just gotten laid off and the tag said "So you can be a real wife to DH".
Ugh, I still haven't gotten over that one.
So the gift is pretty bad (although I can understand the confusion with a double name and there probably wasn't enough space for your full name anyway), but the tag is HORRIBLE!!!!
She still hasn't gotten the last name right and we've been married over four years (to be fair that was our first married Christmas but the name change thing had been explained since we got engaged 18+ months earlier). She also flipped her isht when DH changed his middle name to my maiden last name and will give personalized gifts to his old name. She's a real peach.
A personalized casserole dish with not my name on it from my MIL. I have a compound last name (no hyphen, just space: RodneysWife MyLastName DHLastName) and the lid of the dish said "From the Kitchen of Mrs. DHLastName". To add insult to injury DH does the cooking (and loves it), it was the year I had just gotten laid off and the tag said "So you can be a real wife to DH".
One that comes to mind is an ice cream machine. DH and I do not make ice cream, or eat it very often for that matter. I am not sure why SIL bought it for us, but rather than returning it (saw it for $20 at Wal Mart) or donating it we still have it. I was thinking she bought it as something we could do with our nephew but she hasn't mentioned it since. The box still hasn't been opened almost 1 year later.
ETA: MIL also gave SIL and DH each a set of knifes from an infomercial. She told us on Christmas morning that she bought them years ago and just found them.
MIL gives the worst gifts -- thinkg <$10 at Wal Mart but like 10 different gifts! I would rather she just buy us one gift for $100 that we need rather than a bunch of little shit that we don't open or use!
Post by changedname on Nov 30, 2012 14:47:08 GMT -5
Another one - when I was teaching English in Spain, one of my students gave me a bra and thong set. And made me open it in front of the class (they were aged 14-20) Awkward.
Even more awkward, she got my bra size right because her mom owned the store and had guessed when she came to collect her from class.
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.
I think you should! Tell your daughter it is a family tradition
My father is notoriously unfair with gifts among us kids. One year for Christmas my sister received a $500 check, my brother recieved 2 flannel shirts, and I got an unsigned card. No kidding. I was 9 and devastated. My brother was pretty hurt as well.
DH's grandparents gave us an "our first Christmas" ornament as our wedding gift five years ago. The year was scratched out. It was in the original box, so we could see it was from 1996.
A yellow polyester dickey from my late aunt. She was always giving us the weirdest stuff.
I was trying to think of what my worst gift ever was, then I saw this and it reminded me. One year, my mom's friend gave me a red dickey. Except it had no arm holes. At least I got something out of the deal, though, because it was a huge joke between me and my mom for a long time. :-)
I got a music book carrier one year. It had piano keys on the outside with my name embroidered on it. My mom had seen it in a catalog and was like "isn't that nice?" and me thinking not really said "oh, yeah" to be nice so my mom picked it up for my grandparents to give me. Then I had to carry it because I felt bad because my grandparents had very little money and managed to buy gifts for all 20+ grandkids.
I totally still have mine, lol! My parents just gave me a box of my old piano music and the bag was in there. I took it to lessons with me.