One year a while back when I worked a regular 9 to 5 my manager decided we should have a secret Santa gift exchange at our Holiday party. The limit was something small. I think no more than $10 or $15. I wracked my brain trying to figure out what to get my person. She was a hard working mom that deserved something nice. I thought it would be awesome to go above and beyond and get her a gift that was well over the limit. After all it was Christmas time and I was caught up in the spirit of it all. I bought her a gift card for the steak house by our job. Enough for her and a guest. I mean what mom doesn’t need to get out of the house?!
The day of the party I was playing over and over in my mind how excited she would be when she opened my gift. After all I put a lot of thought into it. We all put our gifts in a box and our manager passed them out during the party. When she got hers I watched for her expression. As everyone was shaking their presents trying to guess what was in them and who they were from she sat arms folded staring at the envelope really hard. As everyone was ooohhing and aaahhhing over the pretty wrapping paper she blurts out “What the hell am I gonna do with whatever is in an envelope?!” “I don’t want whatever this is” I want a box like everyone else!”
Yes! This grown ass woman who was quite a bit older than me (not that age matters) was huffing and puffing over a gift that she had not even opened yet. Our manager told her she was sure she would like the gift.
We all went around the table and opened our gifts. There were nail polish sets and bath bombs given. You know the usual gifts for an office party. When it came to my person, she opened the envelope, took out the gift card and looked at it in disgust. She went on ranting and raving about why the hell would anyone get her a gift card. She wanted something like everyone else had. Again, this was a grown ass woman acting so childish.
Forget the fact that she got what was in my opinion the nicest gift there she didn’t like it and it wasn’t until everyone in the room told her they would be happy to trade with her she finally shut the hell up about the gift. After making such a scene our manager decided it would be best not to tell whom each others secret Santa’s were and to just thank everyone that participated.
The experience completely turned me off from wanting to play secret Santa for a very long time. It’s sad when people act like that and forget the real meaning of the holidays.