My uncle and his pig-useless gift attempts
Me uncle is a very nice man. Always polite, enjoys a quiet laugh with the family and is absolutely fecking loaded. In terms of family I turned out to be the son he never had and he always bought me loads and loads of cool prezzies (ie top fashion labelled shirts, surfy gear etc). My sister however was the gift donkey as far as he was concerned as he doesn't have a fecking clue as to what to buy her.

He went to Disneyland Paris with his fiancee one year, come back with some cool french tshirts for me and give my sister 1 Disneyland hairclip. She was 15 at the time and looked at it stupid. Another time she was given some cup holder which looked completely out of place in her room (some plastic monstrosity with a gap in the middle).

Thinking about this, she's always been a gibbon for getting bad presents; her old school teacher bought her a bag of fruit for her 18th. "Wow! Me and my friends were all going out to make a fruit salad, what a coincidence! Was not going to get legally fucking hammered on cheap alcopops at all, oh no!"
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Tue 8 Jan 2008, 18:41, 1 reply)

Clueless at gifts
yep, that's my dad. Always complains that he doesn't know what to get grandson x, granddaughter y or granddaughter z for birthdays / Christmas. Grandson x is 7 years old with a Spider-Man obsession, granddaughter y is 12 years old and heavily into make-up / clothes / indie-rock-numetal, and granddaughter z is 5 tears old with a dinosaur fetish (and a bit of a tomboy to boot).

I mean, just how hard can it be? Or he could just ask my brother and sister what to get them.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Wed 9 Jan 2008, 15:31, closed)