An errand for Christmas

[Ninjasquirrel]

Ahh christmas time...the time to get those wonderful gifts that make our eyes glow...and not so wonderful ones that make use think "not even close". It does however give us all an excuse to get in and shop for the things we REALLY wanted but did not receive by having us run an after christmas errand to the return counter. What did you get that will have you running to the returns? Or even better, what was the worst christmas gift you ever received? You can leave out details to protect the innocent but share as you wish. I hope you all had a merry christmas and have a happy hopefully return free new year!

 

[SueT]

Our very sweet neighbor always bakes us very unhealthy stuff we wouldn't eat. I really appreciate the thought, and always smile and say thank you.....I wouldn't dream of telling her we don't eat it or that I wish she wouldn't eat that way either.

 

[Ninjasquirrel]

Our very sweet neighbor always bakes us very unhealthy stuff we wouldn't eat. I really appreciate the thought, and always smile and say thank you.....I wouldn't dream of telling her we don't eat it or that I wish she wouldn't eat that way either.

Thats awful because now food is being wasted. I wish it was easier to just say "i dont want that" or "i dont need that". I have had this same problem. My mother always told me to be thankful for the gifts even if they are terrible. To an extant that is true. It is the thought that counts. But if its something that is just going to gather dust or end up in the garbage...

 

[Ninjasquirrel]

On this same note i recall as a child getting gifts in the mail from my grandma who lived far away. We never saw her but she always sent us presents in the mail...it was always barbies. Barbies barbies barbies! I didnt even play with them. By the time i was 7 i got barbie pajamas for christmas and said enough is enough. I wrote her a letter stating simply thus:

Dear grandma,

Thank you so much for the wonderful gift. I do not however play with barbies anymore and I hate for you to spend money on something I wont be able to use. I appreciate the gesture but i would like to no longer receive barbies. I will be donating this gift to those that are less fortunate and could use it. I love you and i realise that it must be hard to give me a great gift since we dont see each other often.

Maybe i was too harsh. Maybe i was cruel. But i was honest. My grandma started sending money from then on out. No more barbies. I still feel horrible about that letter but i was 7! Maybe sometimes honesty is the best policy...

 

[SueT]

How about that, at age 7! A good reason to send $ instead of gifts! My son works for UPS loading trucks. He was working double shifts while sick to get these thousands of packages sent, and I'm wondering how much of this would fall into the category of unwanted gifts...

 

[Bamabexchicks]

Our very sweet neighbor always bakes us very unhealthy stuff we wouldn't eat. I really appreciate the thought, and always smile and say thank you.....I wouldn't dream of telling her we don't eat it or that I wish she wouldn't eat that way either.

Here is what happened to me: I developed gluten intolerance. No more goodies for holidays or any reason. One of my favorite clients would give me homemade fig cookies every Christmas and it like to killed me to tell her I could no longer have any. You could always fib it!

 

[Ninjasquirrel]

How about that, at age 7! A good reason to send $ instead of gifts! My son works for UPS loading trucks. He was working double shifts while sick to get these thousands of packages sent, and I'm wondering how much of this would fall into the category of unwanted gifts...

I think jim carrey as the grinch put it best:

That's what it's all about, isn't it? That's what it's always been *about*. Gifts, gifts... gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts! You wanna know what happens to your gifts? They all come to me. In your garbage. You see what I'm saying? In your *garbage*!

 

[SueT]

I think jim carrey as the grinch put it best:

That's what it's all about, isn't it? That's what it's always been *about*. Gifts, gifts... gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts! You wanna know what happens to your gifts? They all come to me. In your garbage. You see what I'm saying? In your *garbage*!

Ha, very true! Speaking of garbage, we live 4 miles from a landfill. Tractor trailer dump trucks arrive from all directions, even out of state, several per hour, all day long. Makes us very aware of the fact that there really is no 'away' to throw stuff.