If you think you’ve received some bad holiday gifts in your day, well…I’d say read through this Reddit thread before you go feeling too sorry for yourself.
Because the truth is, no matter how bad your presents were, well, it seems as if they can always get worse.
Because the gifts some of these people received are as appalling as they are hilarious.
15. For some reason this is very heartwarming.
I have an aunt who is mentally challenged, and I always get the strangest gifts from her. Last year I got a bag of tiny plastic sheep. The year before I got disney footie pajamas that were many sizes too large. Another year I got an 8 gallon container of mouthwash.
But this year I think some treatments for her illness are doing really well for her and she got me a nice shirt that actually fit. It made me very happy to see that she could figure out what I wanted.
14. Like salt on a wound.
One year when I was a kid, my parents bought me a computer mouse.
What makes it bad is that I didn’t have a computer, and had been asking for one for years.
13. Maybe it’s time to consider being a geologist.
A few years ago my aunt gave me a rock. She gave presents to me and my two older cousins and said its time for the big girls to open their gifts. She made my cousins go first and they got scarves and I opened my present and pulled a rock out of the package and looked up waiting for her to laugh and she said “isn’t it wonderful??” So I had to be like yeah, I loooove it!! She then told me that she had dug it out of her garden the previous summer and she knew that I would think it is sooo cool.
The following year she gave me acorn tops because “some people know how to use them to whistle and I don’t know how to show you or explain, but I’m sure you can figure it out.” She is a tad eccentric. Both were pretty terrible presents.
12. That’s a pretty cr*ppy hint.
A used cookbook, graciously given to me by the same people that gave my little sister a full snowboarding set, snowboard and all that other stuff you use when you snowboard.
I don’t think they ever loved me. 😉
11. No presents from this mama on Christmas morning…
My family has a tradition of everyone opening one gift the night before.
Usually my parents would pick which one, and it would usually be something small so that we’d save the big surprises for Christmas Day. One year when my brother was around 15, he was dead set on opening one specific present, and my mom gave in and let him choose that one as the one he got to open on Christmas Eve. He opened it, and it was a wooden box similar to this one. He was so shocked that it was just a box, and he kept yelling
“THAT’S IT? IT’S A BOX!?” over and over again.
I don’t know what he was expecting to be in there, or why he wanted that specific one so bad, but he was very disappointed.
10. It’s from your Grandma! Just say thank you!
This was actually really funny. It was from my Grandmother.
I unwrapped it and it was a little tin box. I opened the box and there was a F*ke gift card there, like an indication of this is where you put the gift card. And I just looked at her like… what is it or whats going on? And she goes “It’s a gift card holder. You can put all your gift cards in there.”
And I just started laughing saying noooo, you are supposed to put a gift card in here to give to someone! It was really cute though.
Bless her heart.
9. You would think she would have known that.
My mom bought me one of those 3D posters that were all the rage on the 90s. I am blind in one eye.
8. Wow. Read this one at your own risk.
When I was 14 my single mom was struggling to afford to raise me and my 2 year old sister. Being the good guy I thought I was growing up to be I asked my father if I could move out with him to give my mom a break for a while. Dad accepted and I moved. fast forward to Christmas of ’91, I’m 15 living with my dad and his wife and her 2 kids. We are going to travel from our house outside of San Francisco to his wife’s mom’s house in LA for Christmas. The date is 12/21. 12/22 my dad and I are going to fly to Texas just for the day to check out his new job. He was in construction for a national company so this was not abnormal.
So we leave, I’m thinking great here’s some me and dad time. Things haven’t gone that great. I’m 15, used to pretty much taking care of myself, I’ve gotten in some trouble and of course my dad isn’t accustomed to raising a teenager either. So, we’ve had our struggles. I’m thinking we’ll do some talking, maybe think on how to live better with one another.
We are picked up by 3 guys at the Dallas airport, transferred to an office location where dad and I are sat in an office with another gentleman. Said gentleman begins to explain that this is an in patient rehabilitation center for kids, that I’ll be there a minimum of 6 months and that my dad will be leaving. Well needless to say I wasn’t having it.
As I lay on the floor, being held in a 4 point restraint, I watched my dad walk out the door without saying goodbye or answering my pleas asking why he was doing this to me.
The place was hell (you can look it up, used to be called Straight, Incorporated and Kids before that). My dad left me there 3 days before Christmas. It took my mom 4 months to get out of him where I was and then to get my uncle to come there and get me out. In that time I had no contact with anyone I’ve ever known. I was abused, mentally and physically and pretty much gave up on trying to live.
So there, merry Christmas to me.
7. You can never have too many of the pajamas you love!
This year I got a pair of pajamas that were identical to the pair I was wearing when I unwrapped them.
Thanks again mom!
6. How many markers do you need to draw a Dalmation?
My grandparents got me a previously-used, incomplete set of ‘101 Dalmations’ markers.
I was 22 at the time.
5. Now that’s pretty darn cr*ppy.
A fairly distant relative once gave me three promotional (freebie) vouchers for a clothes shop I didn’t really like. Each gave £5 off a purchase, per £50 spent.
15 year old me didn’t have enough money to be spending £50 on clothes in one go, and the vouchers had actually expired on December the 23rd.
4. I hope you wore it with proud.
Temporary glittery metallic tattoo kit made for an 8 year old girl (butterflies and phrases like “GIRLS RULE!”) when i was 15.
I’m a guy.
3. I wonder how long this kid waited for the followup gift.
A guide to Pokemon Crystal.
Not the video game, but the guide. I didn’t even have the video game too. 🙁
EDIT: Or a GBA for that matter.
2. What in the hell.
Literally coal.
Straight A student, never got in fights, helped in the community, never talked back, helped around the house and paid for everything I owned with jobs since I was 12.
Sister got a Gamegear (dating myself I know) along with games etc. as her stocking stuffer, let along her other presents. I got a piece of coal. After the laughter died down I asked if I could open my real presents to be told that WAS my present. When asked why and what I did to deserve it I was told ‘you didn’t do anything wrong, I thought it would be funny.’
Stopped holding my breath for sibling equality or even something resembling it after that.
1. I am dying because he didn’t even take off the shipping labels.
I can actually answer this question with one of my presents this year.
When I had gotten home from college I found myself with some excess cash. I decided to invest in some new video games for my self and had them sent to my house. The strange thing was I had only received half of the games. I emailed the suppliers and told them I hadn’t gotten my packages yet and was growing quite sad.
Well Christmas morning came around and I was opening up my presents. I got to the one from my older brothers. I tore the paper away and open the box. Inside there were several other packages that had been mailed to our house.
With my name on them.. My brother had taken half of my games and hid them from me until Christmas…
Worst present ever.
You’re feeling pretty good about your own gifts now, aren’t you?
If you’ve gotten worse gifts then these, please share with us in the comments!