Panic Buying
It's the last shopping day before the whole country shuts down for christmas. You've been looking all over for something, anything, to buy your favourite person. Something that says you care, that makes them see you in a new light.
Well, something that won't make them punch you would do. My brother-in-law once bought his wife a bin for her birthday - it was a very nice bin, but boy was he in the crud for days.
What have you bought in sheer panic and desperation? Go on, you know you do it every year.
( , Fri 23 Dec 2005, 15:10)
It's the last shopping day before the whole country shuts down for christmas. You've been looking all over for something, anything, to buy your favourite person. Something that says you care, that makes them see you in a new light.
Well, something that won't make them punch you would do. My brother-in-law once bought his wife a bin for her birthday - it was a very nice bin, but boy was he in the crud for days.
What have you bought in sheer panic and desperation? Go on, you know you do it every year.
( , Fri 23 Dec 2005, 15:10)
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Deep family secret
When I was about 7, I got tired of never getting what I wanted for Christmas. So I took all this 70s gawdy jewelry my mom had - you know, the wooden string of beads necklace, the giganto rhinstone clip-on earings, stuff that would go for big $$$ on e-Bay - and wrapped them in a small box, and said they were to me from my brother.
I put it under the tree when nobody was looking and later acted surprised when I saw it. "It's Legos!" I'd scream with delight as I shook it. My parents and brother looked confused and whispered to each other. "No, I didn't get him anything," my brother said.
So my parents thought they'd pull a fast one on me, and swapped the jewelry with real Legos. I go up, shake the box and throw a fit! "These aren't Legos!" I screamed, "This is just stupid jewelry!" and threw the box down the stairs. More confused whispering. I ran to my room crying.
So they swapped it back, and I was elated when I heard the characteristic jingle of cheap jewelry. "Oh! It's Legos!" I smiled excitedly.
Christmas Eve, we open our presents and "Whoa! It's jewelry! Oh, thanks Bro! I thought it was Legos this whole time! Wow, you really had me fooled!" I can still see my brother's look: WTF?
I was a very unique little boy.
( , Fri 23 Dec 2005, 18:44, Reply)
When I was about 7, I got tired of never getting what I wanted for Christmas. So I took all this 70s gawdy jewelry my mom had - you know, the wooden string of beads necklace, the giganto rhinstone clip-on earings, stuff that would go for big $$$ on e-Bay - and wrapped them in a small box, and said they were to me from my brother.
I put it under the tree when nobody was looking and later acted surprised when I saw it. "It's Legos!" I'd scream with delight as I shook it. My parents and brother looked confused and whispered to each other. "No, I didn't get him anything," my brother said.
So my parents thought they'd pull a fast one on me, and swapped the jewelry with real Legos. I go up, shake the box and throw a fit! "These aren't Legos!" I screamed, "This is just stupid jewelry!" and threw the box down the stairs. More confused whispering. I ran to my room crying.
So they swapped it back, and I was elated when I heard the characteristic jingle of cheap jewelry. "Oh! It's Legos!" I smiled excitedly.
Christmas Eve, we open our presents and "Whoa! It's jewelry! Oh, thanks Bro! I thought it was Legos this whole time! Wow, you really had me fooled!" I can still see my brother's look: WTF?
I was a very unique little boy.
( , Fri 23 Dec 2005, 18:44, Reply)
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