When I was visiting Christina last weekend, I was relieved to see that the Used amulet I got her last year for a belated Christmas present is still thriving. I mean, I’d prefer that she’d use it the way God intended — wrapped around her neck like a sparkling, rhinestoned noose — but as long as it’s not in a Goodwill (or landfill), I guess I can’t complain.
Maybe that’s why she was so adamant about using her car on Saturday and not mine, to ensure that I’d see for myself that it’s still kicking — as a car ornament. I’d be pissed though if I was the amulet. It’s essentially been relegated to the land of pine tree car fresheners and plastic Hawaiian leis. She should at least wear once a day. Thursdays would make good Designated Amulet Days.
What kind of crappy gifts have you received that you grudgingly keep around to stay in the good graces of the gifter?