whats the worst gift you have ever recieved?

[DawnSuiter]

It was in the first couple of years we were married...
DH bought me a space heater for christmas... he insisted it was because I was always so cold...

well... after that he knew what COLD really really looked like.

I've been getting something sparkly & shiny every year since

 

[Wildsky]

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Darn, you should have saved them to re-gift !!!

 

[GRAM49]

My worst gift was not the gift itself, but the way it was given. My boss gave me a gift the day after Christmas and several days after the rest of us exchanged gifts. The gift tag had his wife's name on it and it was from a student of hers. I was furious, but never let on. My daughter and sister had a few suggestions, but I let it go. Sort of, he is long gone, but I still have the bag and tag!

 

[Chicken Woman]

Sooo funny some of theses are

A year ago my son's step Mom took him shopping at his request. He's 11 . He picked out some sponge bob PJ's which was cute but she told him I needed an X TRA LARGE and thas what I got .

I am 5 foot and weigh 120 lbs

When I put the bottoms on they fell to the floor !

She is twice my weight so it really ticked me off.

I told my son I loved them and took them back for a medium so he would see me wear them a few times.

 

[AussieSharon]

I just remembered a gift my Mum got a number of years ago from her sister. My Aunt has always been snooty as far a having the best of the best.

One year for Christmas she gave my Mum homemade handkerchiefs she has sewn herself......... from an old worn out bedsheet.

The bedsheet was Laura Ashley so I told my Mum to at least be thankful she was blowing snot into a DESIGNER gift.

 

[luvmychicknkids]

My personal "worst" gift was a giant, individually packaged, dill pickle. It was wrapped and everything. OMG

My most hurtful, when I married my first husband he forced me to re-home my beloved cat.

Told me no way was I having a cat. That year for my birthday he gave me a little yellow kitten he had already named. This was just part of his controlling behavior.

And finally, the single worst EVER!!!! Not for me, but my youngest son. My MIL HATES me. When my youngest son was born I wanted to name him Malachi....my husband was not to keen on the idea for awhile but we agreed to use it as a middle name, he could pick the first name, but we would call him Malachi. Well, our son is called Malachi (hardly even remembers his first name most of the time, which is Christian). For the first three years or so after he was born my MIL REFUSED to call him Malachi saying that wasn't his REAL name and she hated it because it was what "SHE" (that being me, his MOTHER) wanted to name him. All his gifts came addressed to Christian. We started sending all her presents back and told her why. She calls him Malachi now like everyone else.

 

[Must Be Losing It]

For any man who is considering this one, be warned, it does not have the desired effect. I received a frying pan for Valentine's Day one year from my previous spouse. Nothing was getting heated up that night.

 

[Sequin]

I received a purse, that looked like a hightop tennis shoe. I mean, it really was just like a shoe, only it had a zipper instead of laces. I got that gift over 20 years ago, and it was the most disappointing gift ever.

 

[omelette'smom]

I visited my mom in the summer and she had just come form the christmas tree shop and got this wind balancer thingy made out of metal. It comes in two pieces and the wind makes it spin or something. She sat there a bit trying to figure out what was wrong with it. Conclusion.....the pivot was all mangled so it just kinda sat sideways and if wind blew it would fall off. Guess what she gave me for christmas!! Still kinda mangled and beat up and unwrapped. Right now it's about 20 yards in the woods! I can throw pretty far!

 

[scrapmom5]

I just remembered another bad gift. It was at work and we were to spend 10 bucks on the person whose name we drew. When I opened my gift I got a whole box full of those oversized fluffly bows that you put into your hair. You know the ones from the 80's. We put them into the halloween box. My daughter doesn't even like them.