Worst xmas gift you have received

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I'd LOVE it if some of the folks buying me gifts WOULD go to the thirft stores and buy me the hand-cranked meat grinders or wheat grinders or cast iron pans or mason jars... much prefer this stuff that I'll actually use vs the "junk" that often comes. Clothes that I haven't tried on for sizing purposes as an XL in some companies is a medium in others etc. Gimme my Marks work Warehouse 3XL(Tall) shirt so I can wear a T without my belly hanging out in the cold....

When I was about 8 all I wanted was toys and kids clothes. Well, my aunt got me a grandma sweater. It was soooo ugly!

A cactus...

My half brother gave me a dance mix tape/CD every Christmas until he finally stopped giving gifts about 3 years ago. Dance mix ‘93, '94, '95, Chris Sheppard’s Dance mix, you name it and I never once expressed an interest in dance music. He was just being insulting due to my bubbly personality. I now have more post-graduate degrees than him, boo ya!

Underwear and socks from a thrift store - *BARF*

What the??? Seriously??? Thats almost hateful.............. lol

my dad and my evil (now ex) stepmother thought it would be a good idea to buy me clothes. I never wore them - they were horrid. I told them I donated them to goodwill. They never bought me clothes again.

My sister and I both received matching completed scrapbooks from our aunt. When we opened them up, it only pictures it had were pictures of my mom and dad. My dad had just passed less than TWO weeks before that and at the very end of the scrapbook, there was a photo of him in his hospital bed the day before he passed. Definitely the worst gift we have ever received!

My grandmother is French and would send us random cheap stuff after a visit, I can't tell you how many plastic key rings I have that say Paris.

My boyfriend always talks about how he would get plates and kitchen stuff right out of thier drawers from his grandparents when he was a kid. Very strange.

I always get a gift I can't use from my youngest.

Last year it was a Cowbell and Drumsticks because she knows I like the SNL skit.

The year before that she got me "Rock 'em Sock 'em Robots" because my Mom once told her that I sent a letter to Santa saying I wanted them when I was little.

So...they are very sentimental, but impractical. No one wants to play Rock 'em Sock 'em Robots with me and I can't hear my Blue Oyster Cult CD over the cowbell when I play it.

I ask for Bourbon and cigars each year, but they think that's not Christmassy enough.

The one year my husband actually made me cry. He bought me a wooden jewelry box with a horse on it. It looked like something that you would give your 12yo daughter. I thought, WTF?!! Oh and he bought me pens that year too. *shaking head* It's the thought that counts, right? hehe

My mom is the worst gift buyer after you turn about 12. One year when I was traveling a lot for work she bought me this rolling fold up teachers bag with a scene of a panda eating bamboo stitched to the front of it to take on my trips because "it had wheels and would be much easier to use than my laptop bag".

A thick gold necklace with a matching bracelet that was so cheap it may have been made of recycled foil. Not even gold plated. Looked like costume jewelry. I was probably purchased Christmas Eve for $3. To make it a "fun" gift it was put inside of a large Hershey bar. What made it worse is the nice gift this person was given from me. Worst ever. I hate to even remember it.

Worst gift my husband was ever given since I met him was a broken German coo-coo clock which HE found as a teen at a garage sale. Basically, we were leaving her house after "celebrating" his birthday the day before (she told him she was going to cook his favorite, BBQ, but fixed a turkey dinner instead.) she said, "I WAS going to fix it for you but..." Whatever. Basically, as we were leaving she leads us to the garage for his birthday gift which was in a storage box with dust on it.

Worst gift I got: dishes
Worst gift I gave: I had my husband served divorce papers at work on Christmas Eve. Yes, I can be a cold bi#ch.

When we had been dating six months, hubby got me some asian-inspired top and wanted me to wear it on roller coasters. It had no back. It was like wearing a hankerchief that fastened around the neck halter-style, and, I think, just a string around the back. While I wasn't as heavy as I have been recently, I wasn't a light-weight either. And even worse, he bought the same thing in a different color for his (mine now, too) SIL.

Yeah, way to put some thought in it.