I would love it if someone got my short ass a stool.

A leather bound fricking Bible!!! Although the pages do make great rolling paper!!!

Jumper cables for Christmas. Like who could live in this dogforsaken winter hell and not already have a dozen of those.

Chocolate sprinkles. My aunts from the Netherlands always brought over chocolate sprinkles as gifts. I guess Dutch chocolate sprinkles are special but really it’s all junk ingredients except in a foreign language.

A level and pair of gloves ! That cost about 2 dollars when I had both that equaled 50. I didn’t need it and they knew it! A hug would have been fine

Thought you'd appreciate this given your worst gift ever.It's where my normally heighted (is that a word?) colleagues put the step stool in our school storage closet.

I got a bath towel from a past girlfriend once for Christmas. That was it, just the towel.

I bet I am shorter than you.

A spitoon. Need I say more?

I got a car one time. We had opened gifts at home and there wasn't one for me. Then we drove out to his parent's house and on the way past the shop he said "there's your present, that car" and pointed to an old car. I don't think it was even a month later he sold it.

A cooking pot on our first Christmas. What?

My very cheap mother gave me an iron she got free from the bank. A gift for opening an account. This happened after she asked me if I needed an iron and I said no. Lol.

My ex-MIL gave me a box of rocks for Christmas one year. It was a hot stone massage kit, but I'm not a big fan of the receiving massages... So the gift was a box of rocks to use to give her son massages? That's a gift for him, and it's still a box of rocks.

Every shirt one of my Grandmothers gave me, no matter the occasion.

Ex-girlfriend gave me a can of spray on waterproofing for shoes.

My second husband's two sisters gave me peanut brittle for Christmas, every
year we while were married.

I have a severe peanut allergy.

For my birthday, my boyfriend took me to the Pendleton Woolen Mill in Oregon. Willy picked out a pattern and plaid fabric for me to sew him a shirt.

I was appalled. When I left Willy three years later, the unused fabric and pattern were still in his trunk.

My birthday is December 12. When I turned four, my godmother sent me the biggest package I had ever seen, but I wasn't allowed to open it until Christmas. It was a build it yourself telescope. I don't know any four year olds who are that into astronomy. And it was only 200x magnification. Even more disappointing than the cleaning caddy my ex got me for Christmas when I tried to break up with him in 2000. He thought I could use it for my new place (that I stayed in for two nights). (I wish I had stayed there much, much longer.)

we had a great Aunt that was honestly and simultaneously both the most thoughtful and the worst gift giver of all time. When I was young, she lovingly and meticulously hand sewed rows and rows of lace and rosebuds on panties for me. That was nice, but you know, it was the 70's and we were rocking bikini underwear under our bell bottoms and halter tops. That underwear was so UNBELIEVABLY scratchy. She also knew I liked art and had some modest aspirations to create art. She felt as a person who liked art, I would want paintings to hang in my bedroom. So, for my High School Graduation, she gave me an incredibly amateurish oil painting of two cockatoos where one had a foot held up in such a way it looked like a cockatoo penis. She was so proud of this purchase. She found it at a flea market from a "local artist who had won MANY awards". We had a dedicated nail on the wall at home. When she would visit, the "Cock"-atoo painting would come out and be hung in a prominent place. As soon as she left it would go back in the darkest recesses of the closet. She was a good person. She just was horrible at gifts. But we never let on how bad her gifts were.

As you get older... you don't care for gifts anymore... give me money... That's what I do. Let them buy what they want, use the money as they feel fit. My son gave me a guitar as a BD gift... a righthanded guitar... I am lefthanded!!!! Geeks really Suck at Gift Giving!!!! My sister bought her husband... the same shirt twice within a year... He didn't used it the first time!!!! Second time will be a charm? Nope. A GF back in my College days (70's) gave me a very beautiful and expensive spoon and chalice emulating catholic church for consumption of cocaine. I never liked cocaine!!!!

I dated a man for near 6 yrs .. I don't think he ever got me six gifts . I don't celebrate Xmas so he was happy about that I guess , but nothing for birthdays or just something ? One year he got me a device to hook up both of my dogs and walk them w one hand .. I don't know y he thought I need a free hand while walking my babies . The man wasn't cheap other ways . Just cheap and not thoughtful w me I guess . Or simply enough , did not loved me . And I am smiling ?

Well, do you use it ???

A percussion massager so he wouldn’t have to rub my shoulders anymore

I'm sorry . That is just a little bit funny.

@Redcupcoffee I am sorry..it was funny ?

A bible.