Worst gift ever?

Barbie Pink towels from my MiL even though they were the totally wrong colour for the bathroom. She had also taken the labels off and washed them so I couldn't even change them!

Secret Santas can be a minefield. "How To Poo At Work" indeed! At one work Christmas party, a lovely, quiet older colleague had to open a copy of the Kama Sutra and a racy thong in front of all the staff. She was so upset at being made fun of, and worried about why she'd been singled out. So cruel.

My worst present was from DH.....a lovely frying pan. Came in handy for hitting him over the head.
My DS gave me two lovely bottles of wine and a pair of Arbroath Smokies for my birthday......at least he knew what I liked!

It is not the price of the gift that matters.

The imbalance ones are funny.....a decanter and cheap sweets! Love it.

When my kids were quite small and we were struggling with a few issues, a great one from my parents..... a second hand book from a charity shop entitled " How to Clean Your House"

A rotary washing line! I was gobsmacked.

My late MIL got me a folding shopping bag which had very narrow and hard straps which dug into your flesh if it contained anything of any weight in it.
DH got a royal blue tracksuit - you'd think his mum would've known that he didn't like bright colours, wouldn't you?
On the same note his brother got him a pillar-box red jumper as they felt 'attracted' to it. They noted that they'd never seen him in that colour - another clue, perhaps?

I think the roll of chicken wire may be the winner!!!

Last year's secret santa at work resulted in a blow-up plastic 'Perfect Man'. Far from a perfect gift. It is about 18" high. I'm glad I didn't open it in the staffroom as I said I wanted to save it for Christmas day and if I had I guess I'd have been really embarrassed. Some people asked after Christmas what I'd got and most seemed shocked. I don't know who it was from but whoever it was clearly was pretty thoughtless. Maybe they thought it funny as I'm single, but most of my friends thought it in very poor taste too. I'm not sure what to do with it. Normally if I get something I don't like or want I re-gift it to someone I think will appreciate it, or donate it to a raffle, but I really can't imagine anyone wanting it so I wouldn't insult anyone by giving it to them.

My worst present ever was from my now ex also deceased, a pair of secateurs for Christmas. Just in case you are wondering, his death was nothing to do with me.

My mam was a bit mean to say the least and one Christmas she bought my three sons identical aftershaves only one had " tester" on the side. ?

I was 23 years old, and pregnant. My MIL bought me a poufee to put my feet up. My son was born at Christmas, and I hardly had time to put a comb through my hair, let alone put my feet up! I wouldn't want a poufee as a present now (64), let alone when I was 23. She also knitted me a poncho in bright orange another year...not a good look as I was nearly 9 months pregnant with my second child!!

My ex MIlL was very wealthy but she spent the smallest amount possible on presents. My DD's first Christmas MIL bought her two pairs of plain plastic pants. Not even the pretty frilly ones. Mostly the children got cheap books as they grew up. She excelled herself when she gave my 2 ADs used towels wrapped up for Christmas. They were really worn.
I had just bought myself a Jaguar car and for ky birthday a few weeks later he gave me a wooden plinth with a replica of the Jaguar cat with a crystal whiskey glass. He couldn't understand why I was underwhelmed and even his pal said to him when he showed it him You really think Daisy will like that? Poor man was very upset that no one shared his enthusiasm for it

From Brother in law, a hideous embroidered picture of a bullfight in Spain, complete with blood.

When I was twelve I longed for a record player. On my birthday a large parcel was left in my room. I ripped off the paper to find a big roomy shoulder bag. I was so disappointed. That Christmas I gave my mum a chip pan. I'm sure I meant well, but she wasn't impressed. Karma!

A tube of opened foot cream for christmas a couple of years ago. That really should have warned me of things to come from my daughter in law.

Great Subject!
For my 21st BD my mother gave me a full set of big nylon pants- Bridget Jones were glam compared- with the days of the week on them. At the time I was vegetarian and only ever wore cotton anything!
A few years later she gave me a condiment set- salt, pepper and sauce bottle arranged on a dinky round tray with rough cut circles for the items to fit. All made in Korea of cheap glass with ORANGE plastic tops. And she knew I hated the colour orange.
And then there was the boyfriend- this was recent- who gave me a £20 pound head torch for Christmas while he got the latest itouch! He is very ex now but managed to make off with my money as well!

For my 60th birthday, alone and divorced, a friend of my daughter’s gave me a combined teapot and cup ‘for one ‘!! I never drink tea... .. Happily eight years l am very happily remarried and still don’t drink tea. ?

A black fake fur hat ( I never wear hats) I looked like Kruschev and years ago a floral crimpeline dress from my husband I was in my twenties

We had a similar thing happen, Sheilasue;
My uncle and his wife gave us a tartan toilet bag, with a gift card to them from the previous year. When I sent a thank you letter I included the card-last present we ever got from them.

We got married in 1976 and that Christmas my Mum bought me a pair of slippers (and a hat and scarf set). I was in my early 20s and thought slippers were for old people so I just stashed them in the wardrobe and thought nothing of it. However it turned out that slippers were going to be a regular festive pressie and soon a stack of slippers had accumulated in the wardrobe. OH found them about 12 years later and in amazement pointed out they were all size 4 and I take a 5 and a half. Fast forward to 2014 (38 years later) and I am still receiving size 4 slippers from Mum every Christmas but by now she cant drive, so I take her shopping. I find myself in Hotter with Mum buying a pair of slippers for myself in the wrong size. We then drive back to her place where I wrap the slippers up and address the gift card to myself, putting them in Mum's cupboard until Christmas day when I open them and exclaim in delight at the lovely slippers. It was her last Christmas and she never knew - bless her.

I have the best husband in the whole world and I love him to pieces, but one year he bought me the identical cd that he bought me the previous year and I didn’t even like it!

My mum gave me a homemade sewing kit in a rusty whiskey tin a few years ago, I tried so hard to not show my disappointment but unfortunately she saw and was in a mood with me all Christmas Day. Before people point out it was a useful present, it was! However I am the middle child and was used to slightly “different “ pressies from my parents. I was so upset this particular Christmas because my eldest sister had been bought a bike and my youngest sister a really fantastic stereo stack unit. Anyway fast forward 35ish years later, mum came to ours for Christmas lunch, after the present opening I was given my present from my mum, opened it and it was a boot box which stated size 5. My mind immediately went back to my teenage years because mum was well aware I’m not a size 5 shoe, I got my fixed smile ready and to my utter joy the box held an iPad and not boots. Apparently when my sister was dying she felt brave enough to tell mum that her and my other sister were always upset because I was treated very differently than them. So all was good in the end

i got a set of pots and pans from my partner for a birthday...another was an iron..and then a recipe book on how to cook....grrrrrrrr. so on his birthday i got him a garden fork....least said.....

Seems we are all well practiced at wearing fixed smiles over the years! Roll on Christmas!