What is the worst Christmas present you have received?

[KookyGreenHelper]

I will start. Every year a certain family member gets me bath bombs. I cannot use them as i am alergic to them. I have suggested things i would prefer every year like chocolates or a good bottle of wine. This family member always fails to listen. I am fed up of pretending to be greatful.

The first year DH and I moved in together now MIL bought me a sewing basket for my sewing things... I don't sew.

Oh, and there was the year my ex DP told me on Xmas Morning that he had lent the money he had to buy my present to a friend at work so HE could buy HIS girlfriend a present because, and I quote " Can you imagine not getting an Xmas present from your other half ?". Why yes dear, I can. He then got all offended when I told visiting family what he hadn't got me .

Candle holders from poundland

My son aged 23 bought me Christmas pyjamas, length size tall

for his 5ft 2 inch mother 😳

A set of bathroom scales from my MIL when I was 6 months pregnant and already had a perfectly good set in the bathroom which she used every time she visited. She was obsessed about her (and mine, apparently) weight!

Red sparkly nipple tassels and sexy underwear sets in my stocking when I was 16 from my mum... it was a weird few years after she split from my dad, she saw me more as a friend to chat to , things got weirder a few years later when she dated a guy closer to me in age and asked my advice on condoms 😳

A beautiful dead robin redbreast from Dcat who brought it in while me and my vegetarian family were eating christmas dinner.
It really killed the mood.

My aunt married a man with three older teenage boys, when I was a slightly younger teenager.

That year, my granny bought the three boys real katanas as they liked martial arts. My sister and I got each got a toilet roll cover, where there is a plastic figure and a crochet skirt covering the loo roll.

She was well known to favour male descendants and not well known for appropriate gifting, but the second-hand toilet roll covers were a new low, particularly when stood against the hundreds of pounds she spent on the swords.

This year why don't you try immediately handing it back to them with a regretful sigh " oh, I wish I could use that but I can't with my skin - would you be able to use it because unfortunately I can't?"

I have two

My late great aunt knitted me these horrid mohair sweaters. She should have realised that the wool allergy is on her side of the family as everyone I know/knew is allergic to wool.

If I wasn't allergic to wool, the jumpers themselves were horrid. One design I remember was mustard and black harlequin checks, jade green sleeves and orangey red cuffs, neckline and hem.

When I saw her a few days after Christmas, I had to wear it. OMG I could not wait to take the thing off. Especially when I saw DGA at her brother's - late DGU's home who had the central heating very warm.

second worst gift is warranted its own post.

The worst one I had was when my dad and his girlfriend came and handed my husband and kids their gifts then proceed to tell me they haven't got me anything because they "didn't know what to get" my husband was more mad than me and felt awful they'd thought of him and not me

A box of exceedingly cheap toiletries from MIL and still written on the side was “to MIL from neighbour “. She never really liked me 😂

A bottle of African Cream(?) liqueur with a charging elephant on the front.
I'd rather they'd saved their money.

But for sheer what-the-hell Christmas presents ... a cheese board and a kitten-themed tray my husband got from his Aunt aged 12.

@KookyGreenHelper have you told them that you are allergic? Maybe they need more direct feedback?

Not me, but my sister received anti-wrinkle cream from our grandmother when she was 18….and no it wasn’t a joke! Just an unthoughtful regifted present whilst my cousin got a tv from her that year.
safe to say we didn’t have much to do with her after :)

ACDC Video, the exact same one the person had given me the year before. I've never watched either of them.

A set of size 16-18 jammies via works secret Santa. Can't remember where they came from but they were a decent enough brand. My stupid secret santa colleague knew full well I was size 8-10 in those days though, god knows what she was thinking.

There were in the charity shop the next day 🤣

An umbrella, from my in laws. Not even a posh one, just a bogstandard Totes one. It blew inside out and broke the first time I tried to use it.

ILs operate a Secret Santa system now (of which I approve) but I pretty much reliably always get a scarf (sometimes silky, sometimes woolly, some nice, some not so much). I don’t really wear scarves apart from woolly ones on cold days.

An ex gave me a voucher for Macdonald's for £1-50
Ex DH gave me a elephant nightdress case.
An elderly aunt gave me a Noddy book. I was 13

@KookyGreenHelper kid you not, one year my MIL (why??) gave me a tea strainer for christmas???? we didnt even drink tea!

my hubby left shopping too late on christmas eve and bought me a housecoat and nightdress both in size 16! I was only size 10!!!!

The other worst presents I’ve had is “no present”.

No Christmas present from PIL or adult SIL despite very thoughtful gifts bought for them, chosen by me. No box of chocs or token of appreciation for shopping, cleaning, sorting beds for them to stay, prepping, cooking, cleaning up etc. or the money spent on food or gifts.

Rinse and repeat, also no present on my birthday.

So, not sure if it qualifies, but “ no gift” are my worst gifts.

P.s. I refuse to host now, DH sorts gifts for PIL, and gifts to SIL stopped. I do nothing and give no Fuchs.

My mum once got me a soap and glory gift set. At least she has not got me one again.

Little girls knickers (Age 10) despite being in my 20s and a hideous set of Pyjamas with “more issues than a magazine” printed on the top. Both from my Mother in the same year.
I guess the rest of the family found it funny but I was really hurt.

Not strictly speaking Christmas, I believe it was my 30th birthday. A book from my boyfriend at the time about how bad antidepressants were for you... I was taking anti-depressants and had already expressed I wasn't interested in stopping given my severe mental health struggles for years previously.

From my parents, in my teens: the same book and CD, three years in a row.
better than my 16th birthday, where they forgot to get me anything.
And they were loaded, too, the miserable sods.
Now I am at least immune to Christmas present disappointment because every Christmas i don't spend with them is a good Christmas.