Worst present you received as a child

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Hopefully this doesn't offend anyone!

Was just thinking about my birthday when I was about 7. My auntie gave me a present and it was a cross stitch of a spider going up a drainpipe after it had rained
At that age i was TERRIFIED of spiders. I was visibly shaking as I threw it to the floor. It put me off opening any other presents.

So what was the worst present you received as a child?

Two books of poetry for my 11th birthday from my dad. I was so disappointed.

A thing made of dried beans and varnished - I’ve no idea what it was really - when I’d done a massive, massive favour for my mum. She’d double booked herself so I stepped in to do a very stressful task she’d committed to, while she went on holiday.

I was gutted actually because she’d got paid for the job I’d done for her. It was meant to be a regular thing but she chose not to do it again. She got money for nothing, I got a ton of stress and a bean sculpture. I still feel stupid and gullible.

My teenage sister and I got guitars one year, my Dad played the guitar and lessons from him were part of the plan. Neither of us were in the least bit interested, felt irritated and guilty at the same time. My parents ended up selling them both and being super annoyed at us!

A Tottenham Hotspur scarf. My sister always had things coloured red and white so she decided to support Arsenal.

I always had to have the same items as her but in blue.

My Dad went to London and brought back scarves as presents. My sister was delighted, me not at all. I've got no interest in football whatsoever. 32 years later my sister still supports Arsenal and the local football club. I've still not got an interest in football.

I vividly remember being about 7 or 8, and eyeing gleefully a beautifully wrapped present from my Auntie .So exciting just couldnt wait to see what ever it could be... Turned out to be Slippers! As DM used to say Presents always look so inviting round the tree!

A relative got me a bratz annual when I was 14, I was so insulted as I was years past doll life and I just knew it was whatever she had to hand at the time and no thought or idea went into it. I know people say 'it's the thought that counts' but I am not sure I believe in that. Its different if someone get you something that they think is you and its not quite right because they have tried but when someone gives you absolute crap that was to hand, it's actually insulting.

My son aged 5 was given a roll of sellotape by friends! They told me they'd got it free as well

Anyhting from my nan.
was a total tomboy and I think it irked her so every year I got something girly
Dolls, yardley bath cubes, hair brush and comb set( I had short hair) a manicure set ( I bit my nails) and the best was a bright orange and white stiped dolman sleeved jumper, about 3 years after dolman sleeves went out of fashion. I tried to take it back to the shop, but they said they hadnt seen that particular jumper for about 2 years when it was in a sale.

A quite wealthy friend of my Mother who was also my Godmother didn't send presents usually. So when one arrived in time for my birthday there was much speculation, excitement and anticipation.
The large package was carefully unwrapped, and the inner box opened with held breath, to reveal a huge shiny, brightly painted humming top.

It was my twelfth birthday!

A hotel reception bell from my grandmother.

Also a life-sized saxophone made of wire.

I was 9.

When I was 15 and my mum bought me a tank top and cardigan set in a size 18/20...when I was a size 10. She was adamant that it would fit -_- and got very offended when I said it didn't.

Either I did very well for Christmas presents as a child or had very low expectations, but the only one I remember being disappointed with was a hard pink plastic brush and comb set which made my hair stand on end.

I've not had a Christmas present from my parents since I was 16 ☹, not even a shitty one 😀

Not a gift for me but my DS was given, as a toddler, an open and partially used pack of indoor fireworks which was an upgrade on the previous Christmas where he got the kiddie’s plastic bag of crayons etc from a pizza chain (used). These were from my MIL’s best pal who clearly disliked me as much as MIL did.

A soda siphon when I'd asked for a soda stream. No child in the 80's wanted to channel Margo Leadbetter.

When I was about 14 I got a broken eye shadow pallet that said on the front free airline gift from my aunt

My nan was a re-gifter. She would re-gift old ancient from years past smellies to me and my cousin. Sometimes my cousin would get what my aunt had bought her mother in previous years. But smellies don't last forever and usually smelled horrible when we got them. She would also get my brother and I colouring books well into our teens, and always a box of stale Ferrero Rocher cos she thought they were posh (probably bought in the sales the previous Boxing Day). I loved my nan and she lived through a world war whilst my grandad was away ...I think the war might have affected the way she did things.

Scented drawer liners and scented hangers from my Aunt when I was about 10. I can still smell them if I think about it, 30 years later. The stench of lavender mixed with disappointment.

@doctorhamster oh god, l got them as well. Not what a child wants or needs!

A set of badly made, plastic zoo animals from my Grannie after her holiday in Kenya.

My brother and sister got lovely, plush tigers.

I was a weird child who actually likes getting scented drawer liners, padded satin hangers, bath cubes, washbags... I saw them as a step toward a glamorous future where I looked like Alexis from Dynasty and lived a life of luxurious femininity!

From my parents & sister for my 40th: nothing. I've given them various generous gifts over the years including flights to NY, designer handbags. Yeah. So that was the last year they ever received anything from me.
Also as an adult, my mother bought my sister a pretty pink top for Christmas. I got a hideous baby blue chunky knit cropped jumper. I'd had a few drinks by the time I opened it and told them exactly what I thought of it, and that I wasn't taking it back home with me (we live in different countries). It's really no surprise we no longer speak.

@LilacPebbles

I received one of those pot pourri stuffed dangly things you hook inside your wardrobe as an 8 year old, from an aunt. I didn't really think anything of it but my mum was offended on my behalf and spoke about it for years afterwards calling my aunt a tight arse who must've got it for free somewhere and what was she thinking gifting it to a child?

I think this was a things in the 90s, I remember getting the pot purri things too.

Telly addicts board game. I wanted the noel's house party game for the gunge machine. Noel Edmonds wasn't the key element.

There are so many bad presents that it would be impossible to choose just one. I'm completely over presents. I'm sick of pretending to be grateful for unwanted and unneeded, poorly thought out gifts.

For certain people I've stopped bothering, they get me a bad present and I re gift them a bad present. I only bother getting decent gifts for people that put effort in themselves or have a decent reason not to.