I’ve gotten some pretty bad gifts over the years. Some standouts include the time my grandma got me a size small sweater for Christmas and challenged me to fit into it by New Year’s, and the friend who presented me with her travel diary from a trip to Mexico, which at first seemed like a lovely gesture of intimacy but was actually composed mostly of detailed descriptions of her bowel movements. Click through to read some more gifting horror stories from Frisky staffers, and please share your own in the comments!
