I found this site and I sent it to my brother with the following note:
Dear Brother,This is what's in your future if you don't get a clue this year! Your loving and thoughtful gift giving sister, Lauren.
I copied both my parents too!
Yes this sister is TIRED of the lame bullshit emails from her brother asking what she wants only to be told that it costs too much and he'll give me $35 toward what I want. Gee thank you of wonderous brother o mine! Now can you please tell me another story about those golden golf clubs of yours....while I sneak out of the room, find one and smash your brains out with it?
You're in the dog house o brother. No more cheap shit. No more lame I only have $35 to give you. Get your priorities straight for once asswipe!
Because apparently nominating him here hasn't been enough of a stick.
Well finding this article was just icing on the cake of my confirmation that my brother is one of the world's worst gift givers. Sad thing is that he really doesn't even care that he is. I don't think he's even oblivious. I really think he couldn't care less. He's too involved with what goodies he is going to get for himself next.
Always you can count on hearing about some golf club or stripe on his car he will be painting just after he tells you how he really doesn't have money or can't spend the dough to take the 1.5 hour car trip to visit you.
But I digress. #6 on the list is : A stuffed animal to anyone over the age of 8Because it's cheesy and infantilizing and weird. Because grown-ups shouldn't own stuffed animal collections. Because also, from a man to a lady, it's usually a pretty lazy gift.
Well I just about fell off the chair and onto the floor when I saw that one. Poor Mom. She got two of those stupid bears from my brother for gifts. Which means he actually broke two rules. #1 Theme gifts (more than 2x)Say you know someone who likes fishing, or golf, or model airplanes. Most likely, everybody in that person's life knows about this hobby. And, probably, each of these people have given person A an item that relates to the thing that he/she loves. Which means that—for example, in the case of my dad—person A now has more fishing junk than he knows what to do with. My dad has been gifted everything from fishing hats to ceramic fishes, Gone Fishin' license plate covers to rod-and-reel beer cozies. Point is, we should value when someone enjoys something, but we should not inundate them with so much junk that their hobby becomes a storage chore.
Tickles me pink! I believe she got one of those over the hill bears for turning 50 and another from the same company when we found out she had Leukemia. Hey nothing says I love you like a booboo bear when you're diagnosed with blood cancer. OY!