Todays secret santa at work had a full house of shiteness.
- I had the person I've spoken to the least, and who has barely spoken to anyone I asked. I've figured out he drinks a fuckton of tea fortunately. See number 2.
- The presents are usually shit. Fortunately my secret santa took the easy option and bought me a box of Lindor. They are a minority though
- Passive aggressive gifts 'Sandra I got you some pens so you can stop stealing mine! teehee!'
- Home made fucking tea cosy bullshit. Nobody wants the tea cosy you made pal
- The shite humour involved
Come on, if we must insist on getting a random gift we'll never use can we not at least put our fiver in a pot and buy stuff out of the pot for a raffle or some shite like that? Raffles are 100% better than shitty secret santa