5 worst Father’s Day gifts
They say it’s the thought that counts, but really, what were they thinking?
By Scott Dunlop
Article originally in Parent24
I don’t know if he ever used the thing, but I once got my dad a pipe and tobacco for Father’s Day. He was also the recipient of a letter opener, a rock with semi-precious stones glued on, and even a six pack of beer. He liked the beer. There are some gifts which say “Dad, I love you, and I value the contribution you’ve made over the years”, and others which say “Mom called me when I was already on the way over to say it’s Father’s Day, and the only shop open was the 24 hour gift shop at the hospital ER, so enjoy the kitten-themed mug, Dad”.
If you’re battling to come up with a Father’s Day gift, it may be a good idea to think twice before getting what, according to various sources, are considered the riskiest ways of saying “I love you”.
Look, we all wear them, and some of us have our Sunday to Monday ones all lined up in special sock compartments, but nothing says “I have no idea about what you’d really like” than a gift of hosiery.
Soap on a rope
To be honest, soap on a rope makes us think of prison or the army. It’s a little 1970s, and men have recently learned to enjoy funky shower gels (and furtive experiments with our partner’s mysterious bath products). We do like to be clean, but we don’t need our cleaning agents to be attached to a little shower-noose.
Let’s play word association: Ties=school. Or the office. And you might think it funny, but a tie with a cartoon character on it has limited mileage. We can wear that sort of thing once or twice, but we prefer not to. You know why? Because then people associate you with “zany” ties, and that’s all we’ll ever receive as gifts, ever again.
This is a tricky one. I, for one, love biltong, but it’s the connotations of giving decomposing flesh to someone as a gift which don’t sit well with me. Ah, never mind, I’ll overlook this one... Bring it on!
Hey, these are actually pretty cool gifts, but they’re also linked to many accidents around the home. You don’t want to come home to find me rolling in agony on the floor with a cordless drill sticking out of my foot, with the gift tag still attached, right?
I’m not THAT mean. Actually, we’ll be happy with anything you give us as dads- and we don’t expect to receive anything. Being a parent is a gift, so even a paperweight stone with seashells glued on is a treat. Promise.
What is the worst gift you’ve ever received (or given)?