Fnord wrote:
Gifts given to me without regard to my sizes, my likes and dislikes, and whether or not I even want the gift. Sure, I do like receiving gifts, and "It's the thought that counts", but they should put a little more thought into their gift-giving.
Reminds me of the things my stepmother used to get me. It was as though she went into a shop blindfolded, span round and just picked the first thing that fell into her hand. I would rather had a couple of quid than something I just couldn't use or didn't want.
I mean I suppose it was a bit of an adventure to see what was behind the paper and copious amount of sellotape she would use to wrap it all up. Plus it was also a good lesson in feigning surprise, joy and gratitude. I'm glad for small mercies.
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