I can't believe I got another scarf this Christmas...that brings my total up to 19. I've been receiving scarves for the past 5 years, usually from the same people!
Also, I have a friend who likes to "re-gift". I think re-gifting is TACKY and RUDE. NO EXCEPTIONS! .
So here's how I fixed her:
When I give this re-gifting friend a gift, I give her something that I think she'd like but will re-gift. For example...a ceramic elephant. On the bottom of the elephant in tiny writing, but not easily visible I write:
TO: X
Christmas 2004
From: ME
She never looks, she barely takes gifts out of the box when she re-gifts so I like to put some TAGS inside the gift box, many tags...
So when Ms. re-gift gives it to her boss, the boss KNOWS she re-gifted. HA!
Once I gave her some expensive bath oil in a lovely decanter and next year she gave fit back to ME. Which was fine but that told me she did not organize her re gifting...so therefore she really didn't care for it.
I've spoken to her on numerous occasions about re-gifting and she seems to think it's fine.
Even once I gave her a place-mat set and she opened it and declared, " Oh, Pat will LOVE this!". I said who is Pat? She said Pat is her mother-in-law.
Now that is pretty bad!
So whoever gives me a scarf, I will guarantee I will keep it, and not re-gift, but try to remember that you gave me one last year and try for gloves, or hats etc.
There were two instances where I recieved awful gifts. One was the time when I was nineteen.
When I was nineteen, I had received ten tissues of toilet paper from my best friend Bobbi and she wrote on the side 'HEy kid keep your ass clean'. I accidently toke this to work with me and put it in the restroom because we had no more toliet rolls left. One day we were all sitting around taking orders when my boss comes out of the bathroom and she is screaming at me. She thought I had wrote that about her on the toilet roll and she wrote me up even though I never wrote it.
The second time was last Christmas when my Grandmother bought me a sweater she found on the ground. When I had asked her about where she had gotten it from, she started laughing so hard that she could swallow her food. It was really funny, but I had to throw it away because I had found cocaine in one of the pockets.
'Moral indignation is jealousy with a halo'--H.G.Wells
Hmm, I got a 2ft tall redwood birdhouse. It looks like a wishing well. I do have very small painted bird houses in my tree, but this one is just so big.