Time for a worst/most bizarre Christmas present thread

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Ex DH and I separated on good terms and the first Christmas exchanged gifts in front of our 12yr old DDD.To show we were friends. He got me 2 lush bath bombs. Now I have life long Rheumatoid Arthritis and haven't been able to use a bath since I was a child. We'd been married for 14yrs. We'd lived in a place with a walk in shower due to my arthritis. I wasn't upset just baffled.

Just shows he gives no fucks about you.

Black paper G-string knickers with built-in panty liners

I disagree. A couple of years ago he drove me home after I'd had a very complex wrist surgery. (I had remarried but my second DH doesn't drive and the hospital don't let you go home in a taxi.)I said to him "it's really decent of you, despite my disability our daughter is an adult now so you have absolutely no responsibility to me in any way" he replied "I will always care about you Emma" I nearly burst into tears.
Sometimes though despite his intelligence basic things don't register (our DD is the same).

Normally I got nothing. But once I got a flowery tape measure that exh had obviously spotted in the buiiders merchant. Useful, tbf. But that was the only present when I did everything for everyone, and his family, same old story.

An irritated, "oh God, I'll make it up to you" every birthday, Christmas and anniversary, if that counts!

Who got you that? And what the hell use are paper knickers? Except after giving birth but they certainly aren't g-strings. What company can even manage to make sales on such an article?

I once got one of those folded shopping bags in a little purse. All wrapped up in nice paper with a little sparkly bow. It must have come from a charity shop as it stank to high heaven, like rotten potatoes. That was a gift from a SIL. I don't much like her either.

MIL got me a book on napkin folding. I don’t own napkins…

A neon velour jacket from my MIL. She is usually brilliant. I had to try it on in front of everyone and fortunately it was too small (and they were out of stock so she couldn't get my size)

There was the year when friends and I had said we would only buy each other consumable things to avoid clutter/tat. We all complied and got candles/toiletries/wine/chocolate etc. Except one who bought everyone a knitted Christmas themed ‘wine bottle jumper’. The very definition of pointless clutter. Just a knitted thing to decorate a bottle. I literally can’t think of a use for it.

Oh god, so many.

There was the year my mad aunt got 13 year old me a selection of slightly grubby preschoolers toys, probably from a jumble sale.

The matching pair of commemorative Rugby World Cup wine bottles (red AND white, I'll have you know) from my uncle.

A massive head torch, the kind you might use for going down a mineshaft.

Oh, and a book on 1001 Household Uses for Vinegar.

Also, not for me, but the same uncle gave my parents a binbag-sized package of MaxPax instant hot chocolate cups one year. Neither of them likes hot chocolate.

Oven gloves and a tea towel. They were expensive John Lewis items. Quite boring patterns but good quality. Just such a dull choice, I think SIL was just lacking inspiration.

And in case anyone's wondering, aunt is on one side of the family, uncle is on the other, they're not a couple, my parents just managed to combine two very powerful strains of Peculiar by marriage 😁

DH and I were 2 trendy young things in a city centre flat, very much living a "metropolitan" lifestyle. We were very lefty in our views then, including being staunchly anti blood sports.
His mum bought him very expensive knee length woolen hunting socks for Christmas!
She wasn't making a point, by the way. She literally just bought him hunting socks!

These weren’t dreadful gifts but it was the context that struck me as slightly bizarre.

A few years ago at Christmas I was about 3 months pregnant and because it was my third I was expanding quite rapidly. My MIL asked me straight up what I like for Christmas and I told her I was outgrowing most of my clothes so a nice cosy jumper that fits would be much appreciated (she often buys me jumpers anyway). Anyway, I was really quite looking forward to getting my new jumper and on Christmas Day I opened it and it was a very slim fitting jumper in my normal size. She said it would be something for me to wear after I’d had the baby (which was due in the summer!)

Another one that springs to mind was when my first baby was born and was a few weeks old by Christmas. I had asked my husband for a very specific book I wanted for Christmas and couldn’t wait to read it (it was the Bridget Jones one that came out many years after the others). It was the only thing I asked for but he decided not to buy it because he thought I wouldn’t have time to read it while looked after DS. Instead he bought me a book on identifying trees so I could take it on my walks with him

I was 13 and an aunt bought me a single Jimmy Osmond’s long haired lover from Liverpool and a lace hankie in a box that reeked of lavender.

I got some make up remover from a grandparent when I was only 9 and definitely not into make up

I got 3 cheap pocket address books from the same person - was like she’d just grabbed stuff off the shelves and thought “that will do”.

Some joke washing up gloves, that were neither useful, or funny

My ex gave me a bottle of wine one year, I am pretty much t total, we were married ten years and in that time I don’t think I ever drunk wine.

My weird one was a block of cheese , all beautifully wrapped . From a friend who id told i liked Red Leicester, doesn’t mean I wanted some for Christmas though .

Some of these are terrible!

Mine wasn't that bad but it hurt, size 10-12 pyjamas from MIL when I was a size 18-20 at the time. She knew what I looked I have no idea why she would have bought that size, looking back I think they might have been a re-gift.

Mine was a rugby jersey.. like a proper team supporters one ./ the first Christmas we were married.. I don’t like Rugby.. it’s taken 24 years for me to learn to tell him what I want.
There was a thread last year where some poor woman got a periscope .. it was hilarious!

A wine bottle holder thing shaped like a hideous high heeled shoe, complete with massive polka dot bows, from my Dad. It was so awful.
the next year he got me some Chinese teabags 🤷‍♀️
MIL got me a waistcoat from a charity shop, mans size XL (I’m a 10), covered in bright coloured musical notes, like a playground presenter on acid.

My MIL always bought me things in size 6 or size 18. I was a 10/12 .

My SIL gives awful gifts. She just goes out and buys piles of things and then randomly assigns them to people with little thought (she thinks this is foolproof and makes her an excellent gift giver).
The year she gave my MIL a dvd of Frankie Boyle (she didn’t like swearing or stand ups) and tasting vodkas (she had a glass of wine on Christmas) was a highlight. SIL wasn’t there, she was so pissed off.

This is my favourite. I love the randomness of it 😂😂 Maybe she though his feet would get cold

Twoshoesnewshoes: Yours just cracked me up!! hilarious

MIL has a reputation for re gifting. DH once got an expensive leather PURSE from her. I’d bought it for her birthday!
When I was in my 20s a colleague (same age) bought me scented drawer liners.