Worst Christmas Present Ever.
Prompted by this.
When I was 12, I got soaps.
Not fancy smelly soaps. Nothing you'd find at Bath and Body Works - or even the 'beauty' section at Walmart.
There were 14 1/2 travel sized bars of soap, wrapped in a plastic bag that you could get from a local Chinese restaurant. About half of the bars had paper wrappers on them, sporting such exotic names as "Motel 6" and "Days Inn".
When asked what could possibly be the motivation behind this gift, I got a haughty: "Well, I thought you liked bath ... stuff."
Thanks.... Mom.
When I was 12, I got soaps.
Not fancy smelly soaps. Nothing you'd find at Bath and Body Works - or even the 'beauty' section at Walmart.
There were 14 1/2 travel sized bars of soap, wrapped in a plastic bag that you could get from a local Chinese restaurant. About half of the bars had paper wrappers on them, sporting such exotic names as "Motel 6" and "Days Inn".
When asked what could possibly be the motivation behind this gift, I got a haughty: "Well, I thought you liked bath ... stuff."
Thanks.... Mom.