For my 40th I wanted something nice to keep. Something like a bracelet or necklace.
I got a shoe chair, giraffe print fake fur and fake leather covered.
to make it worse, this present was billed as something absolutely amazing, I had to like it because it couldn’t be returned and the kids had chosen it (apparently).
to put this into context, we weren’t short of furniture, because we’d both been married previously and had our own houses, so effectively had two of everything.
I started to open it in front of the kids and my parents. Saw part of it, stopped opening it and just couldn’t control my emotions. I asked what the f*ck it was, never normally swear infront of my parents. I walked out and cried the majority of the rest of that day.
apparentky I was ungrateful!!
I ended up giving it away to some students who were trying to furnish their house!