Mr. Moonrocket was super excited to come home with a 5 gallon igloo cooler from the work Christmas party (the type they throw Gatorade on people from in the NFL)
I do not participate in my works gift exchange. I did last year because they had someone want to join at the last minute, and they needed another person to offset that, but the guys in charge bought the present from me and told the guy buying my present to buy me coffee, so it all worked out. At least in my group, they all are friends so they know what everybody likes and usually people get something related to their interest.
You have to start with knowing that I very much like cats and dogs.
Early 90’s I was taking a week during the summer to paint my brother’s farm buildings and roofs while he and my dad went to the Boy Scout Jamboree. When I was coming home I saw a cat that had been hit in the road. It looked like my dad’s cat, I took it back to my parents’ house where my mom and sister said it was his cat. Dad never really cares about pets but he liked this cat so it was pretty sad.
I buried the cat. And for a couple weeks there was no sighting of dad’s cat. But then he turned up. So obviously it was a different cat and we should all be happy.
Come Christmas my two brothers decide it would be funny to wrap up a cadaver cat my loser brother pilfered from the science lab at Dennison University and give it to me. Acting like I buried the cat alive, but that cat was very dead. As soon as I picked it up I knew it was not right. I wouldn’t even open it. But they are laughing and cackling until I opened it.
30+ years later it still irritates me quite a lot. I probably should have punched both of them in the nose on that day.
If you want to explore the weird world of gifts I recommend, “The gift of thanks” by Margaret Visser. For instance in certain African tribes if you give a gift you are expected at some time in the future to return it. Then you have Japan were employees are expected to give lavish gifts to employers but employers to employees not so much.
Been awhile since I’ve been part of a White Elephant type of exchange. But there was one year where a circulating gift was a t-shirt emblazoned w/a competitor company’s logo. I’m not really a rah-rah company loyalist and was fine keeping it.
Our group at work had a White Elephant exchange every year. Each year there was always a zonk prize that was a can of haggis. Tradition was that whoever got the can would bring it in the following year.
Received as part of a work exchange amongst members of legal, compliance and finance at a small public company that was in the midst of some turbulent professional times.