My friends and I do the White Elephant exchange every year. It’s supposed to be “gag” gifts, but most people do get something reasonably nice, if funny/clever/odd.
This year, though, someone brought 4 used books (Crystal Reports for Dummies, Parliament of Whores, and two others), that really brought down some scorn. As the host, I ended up taking them at the end, so the person who had them wasn’t totally screwed.
I’ve told this one before but I used to work at a social services agency and we got items donated. Of course we were not allowed to help ourselves to them. Secret Santa rolls around, with a $10 maximum. I take the time to find something pretty nice for my person, but the person who gets me, who by the way was our big boss and paid three times what we were, had wrapped up a donated item and given it to me. With some spiel about how it was appropriate for me.
What an asshole. Oh and the frustration of not being able to say anything to her face!
I was working data entry at a place many years ago when my floor got together for a Secret Santa. The guy who had my name didn’t come to work that day so, being the only one without a present, I left the party area and went back to my cubicle.
The rest of the group came by a few minutes later. They chipped together and got me a gift certificate package (two tickets, two drinks, and a popcorn) for the movie theater a block over.
The gift exchange I am participating in this year is not through my job, the participants are my immediate family. A $30 limit was set, and these are the gifts that I will be anonymously gifting:
At one embassy party we did that stupid thing where you bring a wrapped gift, then draw a number. The first person chooses a gift, second person can take that away or choose a different gift, etc. I had wrapped up the most hideous thing I owned, a brass candlestick holder attached (badly) to some sort of stone base, that I managed to somehow acquire in Egypt. The best part of the evening was when the one guy I really hated ended up with this POS. The only really useful thing I saw there that night was a bottle of Absolut, which got taken away repeatedly.
In our department’s white-elephant grab bag I ended up with a scratch ‘n’ dent tin box of nuts that will be regifted in the family grab bag while saving me time, thought, effort, and money. Company-wide we have a secret Santa thing with a $10 limit and I drew this lady I barely know, so I asked her what she wanted. First came beer then she said wine, something like Moscato because it goes down fast. Did I mention that I work with a bunch of drunks? Anyway, I figured that if she liked that musky swill she would love some Manischewitz Concord Grape. I mean, she’s over 40 and it’s time to start with the grandma (if your grandma’s a hobo) wine. Since that was only $5.46 and I wasn’t sure she’d like it they were closing out quarts of a beer from El Salvador for $1.59. This afternoon she lost the bidding on some mango vodka in our silent auction and the store had a fifth of some mango liqueur the color of her hair for two bucks, so I got that, too. But I was still under the limit and they were closing out a not-too-disgusting Pinot Grigio for $2.99, so I got it as insurance. Hope she likes it and appreciates how much over the spending limit I went.
I got my grandpa one of those for Christmas this year, and I think it’s an awesome gift. For him, at any rate. He can still deal, but his hands shake too badly for him to shuffle, so he has to have my aunt do it for him. I can’t give him back his ability to drive, or take care of his own lawn, or walk without a cane/walker…but shuffling his own cards is a piece of his independence I can give back to him. I would have paid 5 times as much as I did for that.
I’m working at a different office than last year, and they do a white elephant exchange, so I joined in even though I’m not much for that sort of thing. My contribution was a boxed set of Elvis mugs (stills from one of his Hawaiian flicks) from Big Lots, complete with an Elvis-labeled packet of hot chocolate (I can just imagine The King sitting around Graceland, sipping hot chocolate, can’t you?)
The mugs proved popular, getting stolen twice. I ended up with a knockoff Rabbit corkscrew, which got stolen by the admin assistant, then ended up with one of these (toilet coffee mug, if you don’t feel like clicking through). To my complete amazement and relief, this was stolen, then stolen again from the person who took it off me. I completed the circle by stealing back the corkscrew, which clearly disappointed the admin a bit.
Later on, I saw the admin walk by my office. I said, “here”, and handed her the corkscrew, which clearly made her happy. All in all, not a bad day.
The exchange was the same as the one explained by CHEFGUY. Anyone could’ve stolen it. Since I was the second one to pick, and NO ONE stole it from me, um…yeah no one would want it! We suspect the “giver” was the same person who brought a box of Shoprite cookies to the cookie party. You know, the party where you’re supposed to bring homemade goods. :dubious: