What is the worst gift you have ever received?

[Frosty6611]

This is meant to be lighthearted.

What is the worst gift you ever received from someone? Mine was definitely a book about bicarbonate of soda from my grandma for Xmas one year

Some right ungrateful people on this thread!

An incredibly heavy gel filled bra for my non existent 32AA boobs when I was 19 from my aunt for Christmas. It was a time when wonderbras and scooped neck bodysuits were all the rage. I was (at the time) so self conscious about my small chest, and the gift just made me feel even worse, like everyone had noticed how small my boobs were and how inferior they were and how they should be boosted. I spent Christmas Day feeling like shit. Even more embarrassingly, the bloody bra was too big

I am now the proud owner of a 32C chest, after two DC. I feel positively volumptuous.

3 tubs of slim fast for my birthday. Wrapped too DM couldn't understand why I cried (many years ago, I'd have thrown it at her now)

Feral Jesus that’s harsh, I don’t think I’d have spoken to my mother if had gotten that. Although she does like to comment on my weight loss/gain every time sees me.

@WellTidy how awful aunts and mothers can be so harsh! My dm didn’t buy me the gel bras but she did used to say ‘you look nice and flat chested in that’ before I went out when I was a young teenager (she thought she was bloody giving me a compliment!) I used to be so self conscious and was pleased they grew.

eventually*

From the age of ten; Christmas and birthday - cash in an envelope ( because we don't know what you'd like.)

• from parents, Should have made clear...

A book from ex MIL '100 things a stupid girl shouid know' she never did like me. Year after a top in a size 30, i was a size 12, told me it would do until i lost weight

A small plastic paper-coated globe from Poundland. A thoughtful gift from my husband who thought I would love it because I used to have a large map of the world on my bedroom wall. used to.

I size 16 brown cardigan from my step mother. I was a size 10 at the time. She has form for this kind of thing.

A personalised towel.

I was 12, it wasn't even a full size body towel and it was scratchy :( used to use it for my hair.

On the flip side, my Nan always buys me excellent knickers. It's a bit weird, but every Christmas I get a few pairs of lacy knickers from tesco and I swear to god they are so comfy!

Oh and the cardigan was from M&S. Poo brown. Horrid.

Newborn DS got a gift from my narc uncle of eight glossy prints of his own sub-par photography, complete with "professional" stickers on the back.
Not even framed.

My now ex husband asked if I had any cash on me while we were shopping on my birthday, gave him £5 so he could "put a bet on" and he met me a bit later on with some cheap chocolate and a late birthday card .... he forgot, had no money, so essentially, I bought my own crappy gift

A sudoku book and a Johnny Depp calendar from my boyfriend at the time one Christmas (I’m not a fan of either). He was a treasure.

A book about somebody dying of cancer, when I had just lost my mum to cancer.

One year my MIL forgot my birthday, so she gave me some wrinkle cream that she had in her drawer. I was in my early 30s at the time.

I'm a punk. Into The Clash/Ramones/Rancid.

Ex's mother got me an El Divo cd for Christmas. When I packed his things I put it in with his stuff, it was still in the cellophane.

I once received a metre length of green plastic pipe with slices cut off and halved then glued on the bottom to make it stand up. It had three holes cut in, one at each end and one in the middle. In the holes at each end were metal flowers and in the middle was an electrical contraption of a light fitting with a bare red light bulb in it. The plug was a European one so I don't know if it worked. I so wish I took a photo!

A harmonica and a book called "Harmonica for Beginners".

Ex MIL a jar of Nescafe instant coffee for Christmas.
Current MIL: Slippers she didn't want that had the gift tag on the wrapping address to her. 2 sizes two small and a free sample perfume gift that they were hanging out in Boots.

My MILs have never approved of me.

We once did Christmas at our house and brother and sil came and gave us nothing. They weren’t even embarrassed. In fact they gave us nothing 2 years in a row despite us giving them personal gifts and giving them a great Christmas, no expense spared, put them up etc.

I then decided not to get them a present again. Years later we had Christmas with brother and sil a couple of times and lo and behold Dh and I did get gifts but they were the most impersonal gifts imaginable all courtesy of a bargain shop. Cheap clothing 2 sizes too small, scratchy socks, cheap scratchy scarf etc and all only fit for the charity shop.

And then I got twee presents (not from them that would be far too much effort to find something with my name on it). Stuff like little plaque saying MOLD’s kitchen. I hate cooking.

One Christmas, a set of four plastic coasters with views of New Zealand from wealthy MIL.
She has never been to that country.
We are NC now, thank goodness.

Left-handed potato peeler (from DH, thought it wuld help me peel potatoes. right.)
Large fugly chunky wooden bangle. Also from DH.
These days he gets very specific instructions about what not to buy. Also he peels all the bloody spuds.