What is the worst gift you have ever received?

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a couple of years ago my brother got me 6 cans of pepsi max for christmas, that was strange.

I used to get a lot of random presents from my Grandad when he was alive and used to enjoy guessing what it was. Normally the usual tights/brouch/too big Cardigan type thing.

However for my birthday this yr, when I turned 36, DH got me a Justin Beiber Pillow 😵 It's black, doesn't match our decor in any room and says 'love yourself' on it with a picture of Justin Beibers face. He was sooooo chuffed with himself, I have No idea what possessed him but it made me really laugh and has pride of place on our bed . 😂😂.

Shopping today, in a big bargain store I passed a couple having a meltdown.
He wanted to buy a Star Wars black coconut fibre doormat with "Welcome to the Dark Side" written on it.
She was saying:
" Oh just fuck off. They don't even LIKE Star Wars."

My mum bought me a sports bra in the wrong size. I tried to take it back but it was worth £1 so I gave it to charity. That year I bought her a digital camera.
When I had just had my second child my SIL bought me recipes and spices through the post. Really complicated meals to make for other people. They're still in the cupboard 2 years later.
This year secret Santa at work gave me a novelty glittery shoe with a mini cheap wine in it. I am 6 months pregnant.

My mother once gave me some good quality knickers,(amongst other things) but they were massive, the largest size you could get, like xxxl for 60 inch hips. I am a size 14. I got them out and we could both get in them. I think (hope) it was a genuine mistake, so we had a laugh about it.
I was helping an elderly disabled friend with her christmas wrapping. Her gifts to people consisted of random items from around her house (or heirlooms, as she called them), including broken ornaments and dusty fly blown drinking glasses. She was of sound mind, just rather miserly.

Two well-used (though, to be fair, clean) mugs, unwrapped, given to me straight from my mother's cupboard. By my mother! Because apparently I'd always said how much I liked them (I hadn't).

She is the queen of the passive aggressive gift.

Oh and a concealer set called "the realness of concealness" by my father's much-younger girlfriend, who I had only met once before! I wasn't super-bothered but was still a bit

FadingMemory I searched all over online for one of those poodle loo roll covers last year! It's a shame you threw it away as I'd love to have given it a home!

A wooden spoon from poundland.

Years ago, a toy cat tied up in a sack by my teenage brother. It was motion sensitive so if you passed it the sack started vibrating and yowling... he found it hysterical.

My dad is terrible at presents. I've lost count of all the dreadful stuff I've received over the years.

One year, I got several packets of size AA batteries, which he had got for free from the factory where he worked. Another year I got a promotional torch with the logo on it of the same battery factory, again, something he'd got free from work. My husband has been presented with a baseball cap and a fleece jumper with the company logo on... you get the drift.

Dad has also given me books which clearly have been bought for him by his manager - they were signed "Merry Christmas (dad's name) with best wishes from (manger's name)".

Last year I got oven gloves made by an old lady he goes to church with. At least they're sort of useful, I suppose.

SIL bought me a bottle of wine but I could not recognise or identify the wine brand on the label even looking online. It didn't get opened....

She also bought me toiletries and when I opened the jar of eye cream it was half empty with obvious fingerprints in the cream.

Can't wait for this year 😂

A wooden spoon from PIL’s. It actually has come in handy on quite a few occasions so I can’t complain!

A pair of baby pink owl gloves age 6-7. I was nearly 30.

When I was about 11 my grandma bought me a book - of nursery rhymes suitable for a parent to read to a child not for a pre teen to read to the self. Kept it and now, many years later, it’s a treasured possession after finding it while clearing out my parents loft.

To come this year from DH (yes I know in advance as he’s so pleased with himself) to us both is a 3 in 1 egg cooker - it boils, poaches or make omelettes - we rarely eat eggs and, when we do, they’re either fried or scrambled!!

My Dad hasn’t bought me a present (birthday or Christmas or anything) since I was 16 (I’m 40 now) because I “don’t need anything”.

Technically he’s right but it very much shows how bothered he is about me. He gets something from me every year because I refuse to be that mean spirited

A pair of swimming goggles where the banding was so old and brittle that it disintegrated when lifted out of the case.
From my Dad. 💩

I may have posted this before.

The year pound coins first came out my lovely Dads’ wealthy but exceedingly tight Aunt sent us (Dad, Mom and I) a joint Christmas present.
It was two tins of soup.
A pound coin had been carefully sellotaped to the top of each tin and they were wrapped in a carrier bag

We didn’t even warrant a tin each!

Am I the only one reading this thread and wondering why I always put so much effort into getting nice presents? I shouldn't bother in future and buy everyone shit instead.

Last year I was a bit when my parents gave me a pizza cutter as they had noticed I always cut my pizza win kitchen scissors and thought it would be better. When dh moved in 6years ago he brought with him two pizza cutters, I used once and hated them preferring scissors but only threw them away last summer when I "kon-maried" the house.

Then there is anything from my Nan - she always goes to village fetes and church fairs and such like and always buys raffle tickets and uses what she wins as gifts so think gifts given (probably regifted 100 times) to old ladies who then donate them as raffle prizes. Utter crap. But at least they come with a cheque attached

Oh the pizza cutter story has reminded me of another one. My DM always puts a lot of thought into gifts, trying to make them personal and something that the recipient will really appreciate...but she sometimes manages to get it spectacularly wrong.

She knew that DH is good at home-made pizzas. Makes the dough from scratch and everything, and they're really good. So she bought him a pizza cutter. Fair enough - he had actually been meaning to get one and was looking for a smart one. Le Creuset or something, because he's quite particular about quality in the kitchen.

She got him a plastic talking Homer Simpson one. When you roll the wheel it says "Mmmm...pizzaaaa".

When I was 17, my then boyfriend-of-2-months's mum bought me one of those edible sweetie thongs...

A soft

A soft toy poo 💩

I've spent the day ill in bed and this thread has been brilliant in lifting my spirits- some of the givers of so-called presents clearly have no shame!

My MiL got me and the DH a pack of 4 mugs from Sainsbury's. Neither of us drink tea or coffee (or any other hot drinks).

From MIL a rubber verrucca swim sock.
A nightie, that was full length, high necked and long sleeved. She thought DH wouldn't want to have sex with me if I wore it