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Today's assignment was to write about "what is the worst gift you ever got. A gift so bad you would have never believed it could have even happened had it not happened to you!"
When Robert and I got married, we got some really nice gifts and a bunch of moola! It was shocking to me how much really nice stuff we got. Since we were married in the summer some people missed the reception since they were on vacation and what-not. For several weeks afterward, every once in a while, we would get a gift dropped off at the church where I worked. It was always a pleasant surprise and exciting to open another gift.
The very last gift we opened was a doozy! It was dropped off by a wealthy couple in the church. The husband owns a lucrative business and has for many years. Their kids were friends of mine and were always well dressed and did not want for much. The entire family drove really nice cars. The family was a large supporter of the church. I was excited to open it and called Robert to tell him I was going to do it without him. . .
Inside the medium size box were 2 powder blue oval shaped plaques. On one of these plaques there was half of a plastic toilet replete with tiny toilet paper and magazines. The other plaque had a half of a sink on it with little tiny soap and some towels. The middle decorations were ringed in mauve ribbon and eyelet lace. At the top of the ring of ribbon were dried baby's breathe glued in a bunch, tied in more ribbon.
But wait, there's more . . .
The plaques were covered in a thin covering of dust. You know, that greasy, stringy OLD bathroom dust. The eyelet lace was spotted and icky. Ewww!
I. Swear. To. Goodness.