kakaze wrote:The idea that we were expected, almost required to give gifts, just because of the date, really annoyed me.
Tina a.k.a.SusanSto.Helit wrote:let's see, I was 12, I wanted to play Real Records (LP's) so I begged and begged for a stereo record player. My da was a cheapskate, I know the boys pressies of G.I.Joe's and accompanying fortresses were more expensive than my little one piece player that folded open. They got Tons of stuff to open. I just got the ONE thing I asked for. I never thought that they would be That Stingy. Even a Nightgown or Socks... I remember being so sad for weeks, and just leaving the present opening celebration, and sitting in my room sobbing quietly all day. It just seemed harsh, and still is a little scar on me soul. Pooh's pressie of me Granddad's pic is like a bandage and shall soon heal it!
Tina a.k.a.SusanSto.Helit wrote: Pooh's pressie of me Granddad's pic is like a bandage and shall soon heal it!
Trish wrote:This is the meanest way I ever gave a present.
I like wrapping paper and tape. I have an evil sense of humor.
Christmas '95, when my daughter was just 3 mos old, my son (then 12) asked for Madden Football.
I pulled the "we're broke now" line and he pretended to understand.
At the goodwill, I bought 2 of the most broken-down 100-pc puzzles they had.
Inside each was, of course, the Madden Football games he'd asked for.
Christmas morning, Dan had only these 2 small boxes under the tree and opened them carefully.
Poor kid, he tried so hard to look excited, but put them down to open a present from Grandma.
Then he looked at me --like he knew what I was up to-- and shook each box.
Yep, I hid the Madden Football games inside the crappy, used puzzle boxes.
One year, I wrapped all his birthday present in tissue paper, taped each with duct tape and put them all in one big box. Completely taped with duct tape, of course. Took him hours.
Last year for Christmas, I got him nifty new wheels and tires for his car.
It would have been boring to just give them to him, so I said I wanted to use his car Xmas Eve while he was at work. Grudgingly, I got the keys.
Got the wheels & tires on, called and said I'd be late picking him up and, oh, was he annoyed.
I still have the pics on my cell phone of him standing there with his mouth hanging open gawping at his new wheels.
You would think he'd have learned.
Ok, that was 3 mean ways I gave presents....
poohcarrot wrote:kakaze wrote:The idea that we were expected, almost required to give gifts, just because of the date, really annoyed me.
Did that apply to birthdays too?
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