worst x-mas present ever recieved

So this year the fam decides “no presents”. That’s all well and good. There’s nothing I really want that I haven’t just bought myself. I like really random stupid stuff that no one would guess at, and I know I’m super hard to buy for. Heck, my latest purchase for myself was an adult onesie and a couple bobbleheads of some youtube people I follow. I’m weird, and well aware of it.

Problem is, the “no gifts” has turned into a “family cruise”. Yay… So first of all, I manage a barn and don’t get time off. I can do a day here and there, sometimes even three in a row, but I swear the place would fall apart if I left for longer than that. On top of that, I don’t LIKE to go anywhere for longer than a few days. I don’t do crowds well at all (heck, I don’t even handle the grocery store well), confined places freak me out, you’d have to cut my arm off to get me to dress in more than a hoodie and jeans, and I HATE the ocean. A cruise sounds like my own personal hell. Like terrible, and such a waste of several thousand dollars.

So now they’re all mad that I don’t want to go on a cruise, convinced I’ll love it if I try it. I told my friends the plan and the universal reaction was “have they MET you??”

So anyone know of any cruises that an antisocial, borderline agoraphobic, ocean-fearing hard-working barn manager would like? That maybe only lasts for 2 nights? Ack! Or does anyone here want to go on a cruise with my family and pretend they’re me? I’ll let you borrow the adult onesie.:wink:

I’m 100% on board with the no present thing, really, I don’t need to go on a hell cruise to make up for it, promise…

If you decide to go, decide to enjoy it.

If you decide not to go, decide to enjoy it at home.

You can find someone to farm sit and everyone will be alive when you get home.

Or you can be the one to stay at home. It is totally up to you.

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[QUOTE=dexhol;8968842]
So this year the fam decides “no presents”. That’s all well and good. There’s nothing I really want that I haven’t just bought myself. I like really random stupid stuff that no one would guess at, and I know I’m super hard to buy for. Heck, my latest purchase for myself was an adult onesie and a couple bobbleheads of some youtube people I follow. I’m weird, and well aware of it.

Problem is, the “no gifts” has turned into a “family cruise”. Yay… So first of all, I manage a barn and don’t get time off. I can do a day here and there, sometimes even three in a row, but I swear the place would fall apart if I left for longer than that. On top of that, I don’t LIKE to go anywhere for longer than a few days. I don’t do crowds well at all (heck, I don’t even handle the grocery store well), confined places freak me out, you’d have to cut my arm off to get me to dress in more than a hoodie and jeans, and I HATE the ocean. A cruise sounds like my own personal hell. Like terrible, and such a waste of several thousand dollars.

So now they’re all mad that I don’t want to go on a cruise, convinced I’ll love it if I try it. I told my friends the plan and the universal reaction was “have they MET you??”

So anyone know of any cruises that an antisocial, borderline agoraphobic, ocean-fearing hard-working barn manager would like? That maybe only lasts for 2 nights? Ack! Or does anyone here want to go on a cruise with my family and pretend they’re me? I’ll let you borrow the adult onesie.:wink:

I’m 100% on board with the no present thing, really, I don’t need to go on a hell cruise to make up for it, promise…[/QUOTE]

Here is So Cal, Carnival does a three day cruise to Ensenada, Mexico from Long Beach. Don’t know about the east coast.

[QUOTE=Libby2563;8966088]
I love your TV story, but can I just highlight how weird and creepy that doll thing is!?!?[/QUOTE]

yes. Yes you may highlight that. It was. It was horrible.

Re: cruise hell. Two words: Noro virus. :eek:

Tell fam to enjoy their cruise.

And then maintain quarantine from them after they return. You could not PAY me to go on a cruise, and I love boating and the ocean.

I got a pretty stupid one this weekend. It was a gift exchange amongst a group of friends with a $25 limit, with stealing allowed. I had these awesome Totoro pillows stolen from me and instead I got… Two packs of raw meat. Booh :(. I’m vegetarian, and pregnant (very smell sensitive), so on top of it the garlic/spice made me gag.
Not only that, but the donor didn’t even make an effort with presentation. The meat was still in its original styrofoam packaging with the cellophane and price tag on it, like you’d buy in a supermarket, just put into a gift bag. I am usually pretty graceful about that kind of stuff, but couldn’t contain my disappointment this time.
In his defense, he was a young kid who works in a butcher shop, so I guess he tought it was a good idea. Hope he learns for future years.

[QUOTE=Argo;8958564]
A onesie.[/QUOTE]

What’s a “onesie”?

I got an unintentionally bad one when I was a kid. I was never a doll kid, but it took my mom awhile to get that. So I was maybe 8 years old, horse crazy (and horseless) and had never liked a succession of baby and fashion dolls. Mom did get model horses for me, but she was still trying to find a doll I would like. The popular thing at the time was a huge doll that would “walk” with you if you held her hand. So mom bought me one.

Problem was, I loved watching Twilight Zone and had just seen the one with “Talking Tina” the kind of evil doll. I was polite about oohing and aaahing over the doll on Christmas, but I didn’t really care about it and was a little creeped out by it. Then it started following me around! Mom would find it where I’d left it and put it back by the tree.
Then I awoke from a creepy dream one morning to find it at the foot of my bed looking at me!! It soon became an astronaut in the spaceship my brother and I made and stopped following me.

@ Trakehner

A Onsie is a one piece garment.
Usually PJs.

That is a great doll story! It would have creeped me out in a big way, too. I was also never a doll girl - just didn’t get what I was supposed to do with them (that was interesting). Fortunately any that were given to me just laid there quietly on the pile of dolls and did not follow me around! LOL

Shame on me!

In my early 20’s all I wanted was a string of pearls.

One Christmas I had a package under the tree that “rattled”.

I was convinced it was pearls.

As I picked it up and shook it before opening it I said, “oh, pearls!”

It was a jar of vitamins! From my health conscience Mother!

I was mortified!

I eventually got my pearls–but I don’t think I’ll ever stop feeling bad about that!

My ex-husband, for our first Christmas together, got me the following:

A hammer and screwdriver so I wouldn’t use his anymore; and an omelet pan so I could make him omelets on Sunday mornings. :wink:

When I was a kid my mother was a last-minute shopper, so we never got exactly what we wanted, we got what the stores had left that resembled what we wanted. One year I wanted the creepy crawler maker so badly, but got some kind of thing that used plastic bits that you melted into molds that made trucks and bulldozers and such. I tried to like it. When I got old enough to drive, I started taking mom Christmas shopping a couple weeks ahead of time and everyone did much better present-wise from then on.

My youngest brother married and they never got anyone Christmas presents despite the fact that they got very nice things from the rest of the family. One year when their children were still young, they invited my parents and me to their house for Christmas. I lived in another state and it was a 6 hour drive, but I went because otherwise as a single person, I would have spent Christmas by myself. It was a 3-hour drive for my parents. But there are young children and it would be fun. Both parents and I had ordered ‘stuff’ from the kids’ school, which hadn’t been delivered to us yet. You guessed it; SIL wrapped it all up and gave it to us as our gifts. I was almost speechless, but did say something like “Isn’t this the stuff we ordered from niece & nephew 6 months ago?”. Oh, and, part of my order was scented candles, which had been left out and their dog had chewed them. These weren’t little tiny teeth marks. NO, one candle was chewed in half and both had pieces of wax stripped off. There are many Christmas stories involving this particular brother and SIL.

The year I was diagnosed with diabetes, my other SIL sent me candy for Christmas. That brother lived 2,000 miles away and they always sent a package to my parents containing something for everyone, but the candy arrived separately and just to me.

We started doing a gift exchange at work ($10.00) and the second year we were told to bring in the presents unwrapped and the dept. supervisors would wrap the presents. I asked why. It seems that $10.00 was too much for some people and the previous year, among other things, someone wrapped about 10 stamps around a rock and the supervisors needed to make sure that type of ‘gift’ didn’t get given again. There were a couple of other ‘bad’ gifts, necessitating this procedure.

We started doing a gift exchange at work ($10.00) and the second year we were told to bring in the presents unwrapped and the dept. supervisors would wrap the presents. I asked why. It seems that $10.00 was too much for some people and the previous year, among other things, someone wrapped about 10 stamps around a rock and the supervisors needed to make sure that type of ‘gift’ didn’t get given again. There were a couple of other ‘bad’ gifts, necessitating this procedure.

Good for your supervisors.

[QUOTE=Unfforgettable;8974139]
My ex-husband, for our first Christmas together, got me the following:

A hammer and screwdriver so I wouldn’t use his anymore; and an omelet pan so I could make him omelets on Sunday mornings. ;)[/QUOTE]

:eek::lol: I just CANNOT understand why he is your ex. CANNOT. :slight_smile:

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[QUOTE=Trakehner;8972632]
What’s a “onesie”?[/QUOTE]

Pictures are worth a thousand words : https://www.pajamasbuy.com/products/onesies-hoodie-giraffe-pajamas-fleece-animal-costume-kigurumi.html?setCurrencyId=4&gclid=COu15vTf99ACFUUaaQoddJkFUg

:smiley:

I haven’t recieved anything really horrible, my mom likes to give lots and lots of the little travel sized lotion bottles. I have so much lotion, and I am not really a lotion user. The last time I moved I threw a bunch of it out. I felt bad, but I didn’t have time to take it to be donated, and I didn’t want to move a big bag full of lotion that I wasn’t going to use. She also use to give me a lot of little nick-nacks. I knew all of them were well meaning, but many of them stayed in the christmas bags that we took home and never came back out.

There was one year that I did get truly angry at Christmas. My brother and SIL have always given “recycled” gifts, mostly books that they finished reading and thought I would like, one year my BF got an entire year of Car and Driver that had obviously been well read (and I don’t think it was even the current year, I think it was the previous year’s issues). There was one year that I got a half used notebook because they thought I would like the picture on the front. While it was a nice picture, they left all the already used pages in the notebook. It was really weird. Mind you every year I have gotten them something new, either clothing or other things. Every year their kids have gotten a new game or toy from me. So, one year when I was pretty down on my luck with money, I gifted their family as a whole a bunch of childhood books that my brother and I had read thinking his kids might enjoy them now. My brother pulled them out of the bag, said something to the effect of “What the heck am I suppose to do with these?” and “I can’t believe you gave me my own books” (that had been passed down to me, and my parents had consented to the gift idea). I was so mad I just about up and left.

My BF’s mother use to give me clothes for the longest time. The problem was, and I think she was trying to be polite, that she kept buying me clothes about two sizes too small. So, then I would have to fight the after Christmas return crowds to get different clothes. I finally nicely asked her that gift cards to the same clothing companies would be much more appreciated. Thankfully she took the suggestion very well, and has gifted me gift cards the past couple of years.

Or you could have my mother. She will ask you what you want and then refuse to get it for you or go totally out of her way to get you something that she KNOWS you will either hate or be upset by (because you only mentioned a zillion times that you hated or were upset by them). And if you complain, look disappointed or upset, will have a meltdown and throw a guilt trip on you. (“I spent a fortune on this, I had to drive all over to find that” - argh. Wait - let me get this straight - you drove two counties over to get me an item I told you not to get but could not drive to the corner to get me the thing I did ask for?:no::no:)

I may have posted on another thread about the year I asked for clothes I could wear to the barn or riding apparel and got …party clothes. Pink, frilly, fluffy, silky…party clothes, including a pair of black satin Hammer pants. I looked astonished, my brother and her boyfriend looked puzzled and even they both pointed out that I did not wear things like that nor did I go places where those items would be worn. She had a fit and tried to tell me I could wear them to work. Right. At the local police dept. Instead of my uniform.

And if you get her the “wrong” thing you will never, ever, ever hear the end of it. She’s still ranting about items she received 40 years ago.

I’d rather have nothing. Oh, wait - I can! I cut her out of my life months ago. And let me tell you how nice THAT is. This might be a good Christmas this year after all. :yes:

… including a pair of black satin Hammer pants. … I did not wear things like that nor did I go places where those items would be worn.

For the win. LOL LOL LOL

What did you do with the Hammer pants? Do you still have them?

Hammer is on at about 2:55 … in white Hammer pants. Psy is wearing a kind of Korean Hammer pants.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJ1WU0x9pBw

[QUOTE=Jealoushe;8965662]
I will post the story next week…after the trial. Don’t want to jeopardize anything in the mean time! :)[/QUOTE]

Psst… it’s next week :slight_smile: