Monday, January 4, 2010

It's the thought that counts

I thought I would ask for your contributions for Worst Present Ever Received, as I'm pretty sure a lot of you received some pretty craptastic gifts this year. Yes, it's the thought that counts, but that's exactly it. It's the thought that counts. I hate receiving presents where the person has put absolutely no thought into it at all. If they're going to do that, they may as well just give me a card with a scratchie or lottery ticket in it or something.

You can also usually tell when someone doesn't like you by what they give you as a present. Case in point. I was once given a tea towel and a 10 year old bar of Nutrimetics soap for my birthday from my partner's parents. At that stage, I thought it was just because they didn't know me very well. How wrong I was. This Christmas they gave me... you are not going to believe this... a packet of paper serviettes with Christmas motifs on them. I shit you not. Even if I was the sort to use paper serviettes, I couldn't use them until next year anyway.

So, can you beat that?

65 comments:

WitchOne said...

This year, out of date chocolate from my Aunt (unwrapped), and a necklace from my partner. The necklace is to support a pendant he gave me 2 years ago that I have never been able to wear for lack of a necklace. The necklace is not the style we agreed on. The necklace doesn't stit straight, it's a flat chain that twists and crap. Not even beloved is happy with it now (thankfully).

Oh and it's far too long.

By the way, I asked for bloody BOTOX!

It's my birthday tomorrow. I will be 21 for the 12th time. You may all wish me a happy birthday, but no rush, anytime this month will do as I truly believe my birthday is a month long.

Ramon Insertnamehere said...

I gave my sister two used comics that originally belonged to her.

In my defence, I was eight years old.

Oh, and

Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday dear WitchOne
Happy Birthday to yooooooou.

WitchOne said...

Awww, INS, thank-you so much, I almost blushed.

Feel free togive me good presents.

Cath said...

I was once given, by a girlfriend, a pair of second hand stockings. They were still wrapped in their packaging, but clearly were not "recently" purchased. My own parents usually commit great crimes of present giving, with 2008 reaching an all time low when they gave me a picture of themselves. Pixie-Photo Style.

Ramon Insertnamehere said...

Witchie, would you like a pair of second-hand comic books?

Puss In Boots said...

Happy birthday Witchie! Hope it's a good one and you get lots of awesome presents. And a new necklace.

WitchOne said...

I really want Botox and a day spa.

*sigh* it will never happen.

A photo of the parents for Christmas. Hmmm, did you ask them if they were planning on dying soon? Because otherwise, why themomento?

Cath said...

I couldn't form words Witchy... I was too busy trying to put out cigarettes in my eyes.

(And happy 21st...!)

Alex said...

Happy birthday Witchy.

they may as well just give me a card with a scratchie or lottery ticket in it

There is a rule in our family that once you turn 21, this is the only thing you ever get for birthdays and Christmases. Makes shopping a breeze.

WitchOne said...

I think Kris Kringle is great in families and I plan on starting it when the kids are about 10. $50 limit, 1 person to buy for. Easy. (leaves more money for my birthday presents)

kitten said...

From my boyfriend at the time - a sheet. Not a set of sheets, a single sheet. I dumped him soon after - not because he was cheap (which he was), but because he clearly had no imagination.

Puss In Boots said...

Where did he get just one sheet from, kitten? That's bizarre.

But I still think I'm winning with my $2 paper serviettes.

Kettle said...

Ah Puss what if they're collectibles? Next time 'Antiques Roadshow' comes to your town be sure to get them checked out; they could go from the world's shittest present to the world's shit-hottest.

Puss In Boots said...

Trust me, they're not. I saw the same ones in Coles for $1.98.

wari lasi said...

I never buy anyone a lottery ticket. Even a scratchie. I mean what if they won? Did you really want to give them $25,000?

I didn't think so.

wari lasi said...

Puss, it seems to me they have put quite a bit of thought into being thoughtless. Are you sure they don't have "Stay the fuck away from our son" printed on the back?

And Happy Birthday Witchie. You won't be getting a lottery ticket from me, don't worry. I do hope your man is enough to sort out your necklace debacle though.

Ramon Insertnamehere said...

Quite so, Wari.

Puss, I don't think your partner's parents like you very much.

What did you get them?

Puss In Boots said...

Wari, that's the only reason I can think of why they keep giving me crap presents.

And to think, I got his mother a Tiffany coin purse this year! Next year, I'm saving my money and buying her a Mars Bar or something.

WitchOne said...

Puss, I know he's a little young yet but I'm training him up right.

Do you want my son?

RandomGit said...

My Wife has a new friend she made at the Gym. She is around a hell of a lot these days. I'm always cooking for her or accomodating her visits somehow. My wife talks to her about me all the time.

For Christmas the friend gave me a Whiskey sampler, china platters for poker night snacks to go on, crystal whiskey glasses and shot glasses. Her teenage daughter and BF got me a bottle of premium Johnny Walker.

I forgave them the Johnny Walker.

Oh I'm sorry, I seem to have misread the intention of your post. How remiss of me.

PS. My friend from Canada Sea mailed me Maple Syrup infused scotch. It's like drinking from an angels vagina.

Puss In Boots said...

Maybe when I'm 45 and divorced and heading for Cougar Town, Witchie. How old will he be in 17 years?

RG - *blows raspberries*

Perseus said...

Six members of my family stayed with me for seven days.

For Christmas I got a headache.

patchouligirl said...

My Dad was quite generous this year and got me a new digital camera and adobe photoshop elements. It was the only thing that has gone right this Christmas; My husband seems to have found a new interest trying to embarrass me in front of friends/family at every opportunity; there's a plague of ground fleas in the backyard because of all the rain; my 2 yr old has bites all over his legs and can't use the backyard and one of the dogs has an aural haematoma which is probably a result of a flea bite. He goes in for surgery tommorrow with a $450 bill to fix it. Because it has rained for the last week and a half we've not been able to do anything outside or solve the flea problem. I wanted to go away camping for a night or two but this depends on whether the rain stops and whether we need to be on 'bucket' watch with the dog. I can't believe a simple thing as a week of rain can cause such a chain of catastrophe but I suppose they have a much bigger problem with it in the NW of NSW right now.

Alex said...

You have my sympathies PG. Flea infestations are no fun at all. I just hope it isn't followed by an influx of ticks.

patchouligirl said...

The time Molly went down with a tick it was a $500 vets bill to bring her back from death's door. Fortnightly Advantix or Frontline costs over $10 per dog but we do it especially in Spring/Summer.

I was contemplating giving the dog a can of beer as bush anasthetic and getting hubbie to hold him down while I drained the blood out of his ear with a syringe but the vet reckons it won't work for this large a haematoma so he's escaped home surgery. It was a close thing though, $450 would buy a weekend away. When I left the vet I overheard the next patient - "yes, he's eaten one of grandma's socks" and thought at least my dog isn't that stupid. I wonder if a sock can travel through the digestive system of a maltese terrier without getting stuck?

WitchOne said...

Ouch PG, that's gotta be hard. I feel for you.

Puss, he'll be 23 in 17 years, perfect for a cougar!

Alex said...

I don't know about a sock, but I've seen numerous plastic bags travel through the digestive systems of dogs. I guess it depends on whether it was a big wooly one or not.

I was thinking more about your 2yr old than your dog when I mentioned the ticks. I've got scars from having them dug out when I was about that age.

Dr. Golf said...

Gave: Coffee Machine
Recieved: 3 golf balls

Mr E Discharge said...

So, can you beat that?

Yes, I believe I can.

My sister gave me this piece of crap.

Ramon Insertnamehere said...

This is an ashtray, Mr E?

RandomGit said...

Oh, I remember now, the AFP gave me a $250 speeding fine.

I mention it only because the officer said "Drive Safely and Merry Christmas".

Puss In Boots said...

Mr E - what on earth is that?

RG - Doesn't count. I'm a firm believer if you do something stupid (ie, speeding), then you can't complain when you get busted for it. I was once busted for driving in a transit lane. I think the officer was shocked I wasn't trying to get out of the fine. He seemed ready for an argument, and kept trying to start one. In the end I just told him to hurry up and give me the ticket so I could get to work.

kitten said...

Puss, Mars Bars are nice, so don't waste it on them. I'd suggest one of those hideous lace doilies that you can keep asking for years later why its not on the table. Or a pack of handkerchiefs - like anyone uses them anymore. Or the ugliest thing you can find in a Salvos shop...

Mr E Discharge said...

Puss and Ramon,

Yes, it's an ashtray. When I opened it I assumed it was a gag gift and my real present would appear after everyone had had a good laugh.

But No.

Also, "Thanks, This will come in handy if I ever have a garage sale!" was not the correct reaction.

Alex said...

Or a pack of handkerchiefs - like anyone uses them anymore.

I'm amazed to hear this. What is everyone using these days to catch mucus or blood or mop their brow or clean their glasses or wipe their hands or pick up small amounts of liquid... I never have less than 3 on my person at any one time.

Mr E Discharge said...

A sensible post from Kitten.

How very disturbing.

Puss In Boots said...

Do you smoke, Mr E?

Kitten - I just thought of one better! Paper doilies!

Mr E Discharge said...

Do you smoke, Mr E?

Yes, Puss I do.

I also shit. So a roll of toilet paper would have been an equally practical gift, and at least I'd know how to safely dispose of it.

Ramon Insertnamehere said...

What is needed, of course, is an ashtray with a toilet-roll holder built in.

That way you could have a quiet smoke while having a crap.

Puss In Boots said...

But at least the ashtray holds some purpose for you. I'm still not sure what I was expected to do with a pack of Christmas serviettes. Particularly as Christmas was over before I received them.

Ramon, my stepfather had just such a contraption in our house.

Ramon Insertnamehere said...

A man of rare taste and breeding, obviously Puss.

Lewd Bob said...

I tell my family what I want and I tell them to give me a list of what they want.

No creativity but no fuckups.

Thinking about it, it's kind of pointless too.

Puss In Boots said...

I'm sure he'd agree with you, Ramon.

WitchOne said...

Not at all pointless Lewd, especially if your list is more expensive than their list.

Will the real Kitten please stand up? We have an imposter in the room.

eat my shorts said...

I worded up all my family that I really needed cash/vouchers this Xmas to get organised for my trip & do you know what my mum got me?

A 2010 diary (pfft, I'm a stationery nerd, I bought one of those months ago) & three tubs of body butter (exactly how dry does she think my skin is?!).

Sigh.

But, yeah, Christmas serviettes would have been much crappier.

patchouligirl said...

Mum gave me talc. I don't use talc - it makes a mess. I tossed it in the bin the same day.

come.to.mumma said...

Really bad presents leave mental scars. Case in point - this was about 30 years ago - my grandparents gave me a stackhat when they were first released. And no one was wearing them, not the least because they weren't yet compulsory. Not one other person wore one, possibly ever. And it was one of the foul yellow ones. Jesus. And my sister got a pink one, which was slightly less mortifying. My parents already made me have a fluoro orange safety flag on the back of my bike... were they deliberately trying to get me run down out of sheer dagginess with the stackhat/flag combo?

Oh the trauma. Nonetheless, paper serviettes still 'win', Puss. I feel for you. And for my friend, who got paper plates and a tea towel from her sister-in-law and brother-in-law. Who tried to excuse it by saying the paper plates were from France.

And happy birthday WitchOne! Hopefully you'll get a good pressie...

come.to.mumma said...

Oh, and Ramon? According to the SBS doco on earlier tonight, you just infringed copyright with the Happy birthday thing. Ummmm-maaaa!

Puss In Boots said...

Paper plates and a tea towel? Wow. That is certainly crap. I think that might tie my paper serviettes.

WitchOne said...

A cookbook and a set of Lavendar soap/moisturiser.

I'll keep the cookbook (I collect them anyway) but who wants the lavendar shit?

OR, I'll happily give away the garnet guardian angel (you know the newsagent ones?). But you must like garnets.

squib said...

A picture of carrots & parsley for our wedding

A pot-pourri keyring

kitten said...

Soap/Lotion/Bath salts - why do people keep giving this crap as gifts? I have a cupboard and several drawers full of the stuff. If people genuinely have no imagination in terms of buying gifts how about sticking to a bottle of wine, box of chocolates, a gift voucher ... its not that hard people!

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Lewd Bob said...

Soap is useful.

Ramon Insertnamehere said...

Alcohol is better.

catlick said...

On a post Christmas catch up last night, my friends told me of a newer style of Kris Kringle (sp?). Say there are 10 of you, and the gift cost is $20. You assemble and lay out the wrapped gifts and draw lots from 1 to 10. No. 1 picks out a gift, opens it, or not, (this makes the whole thing more fraught) and then No.2 picks from the pile, or says, that's nice No. 1, I'll have that. Then 3 has a go. Outcomes, apart from reducing adults to children again, include people craftily getting possession with their own esoteric present, or the piece of crap some cheap bastard brought. This is a source of some public humiliation as said cheap-bastard watches everyone desperately try to swap that crap for something, anything. I may not have got the rules straight, but I was very amused to hear how it went in a large school with a group of 45 teachers with a $15 limit.

RandomGit said...

Puss, don't get me wrong. I don't disagree with you re: getting a ticket. I said to the officer "because I wasn't paying attention" and that was that.

I mention it because he said "Merry Christmas". It's, like, a bit of a smart ass thing to say eh?

And now I've explained the joke it's ruined. Or maybe it was a crap joke.

kitten said...

Catlick the rules are:
- everyone draws a number out of an envelope
- in numerical order you get to pick one of the kris kringle presents
- all presents must be opened and displayed to everyone in the room
- once everyone has a present you draw another number out of a second envelope
- in numerical order you then either swap the present you got with anyone else's in the room, or you can choose to pass and keep the present you got.

The aim is to get the last number in the second draw as then you get to pick and keep the best present. Its interesting as some presents get swapped over and over much to each owners' dismay, and its always funny to see which ones people get stuck with.

Alex said...

There is a version of the game that's closer to what Catlick originally stated, where there is only one draw and everyone has to gamble between unwrapping a present or stealing somebody else's already unwrapped present. That's the way the teachers around here seem to play it at their end-of-year parties (two thirds of my family are teachers). It's also referred to as "Secret Santa".

Puss In Boots said...

RG: Ohh. I'm a bit slow, you see.

kitten said...

Alex, if everyone in turn chooses to take the first few presents rather than opening their own, how and when do the other presents get distributed and opened?

Alex said...

Kitten, anyone without a present gets another go. The game continues until everybody has something, at which point, all the presents should be distributed. Conceivably, a game could go on forever with a single present being stolen indefinitely, but most people will get fed up at some point and just move things along.

That's the way I understand it anyway. I only hear about these things second hand. It's just that I have to hear about them every single year.

catlick said...

Kitten I'm going out on a limb here, but I don't think Secret Santa is something you would enjoy.

TubularBells said...

Ergh, I loathe the christmas present swapping thing. The way my work plays it is names goes in a hat, your name gets drawn and you can either choose and unwrap a present or take one already unwrapped by someone else. If your present gets taken then your name goes back in the hat. No one ever abides by the $10 limit except the new people who don't know any better, because people want the thrill of seeing their present endlessly claimed. It was held this year inbetween lunch and dessert/coffee, and it took 90 min because a couple of people decided to spin it out for as long as they possible could. By the end I was getting ready to beat someone to death with the set of mugs I received. This is what you get at a workplace where almost no one drinks. Painful painful fun.

kitten said...

That's what I was thinking, that it could possibly go on forever. The way we play it its over quite quickly and we can all get back to eating and drinking.