UnGrateful Presents

I don't understand how people can share why they don't like gifts.  Well, to be fair, they didn't show non-appreciation, but they explained why they aren't going to use it or returned it to me.

While I did learn from those instances (zipper on wrong side, allergic reaction to jewelry), it still hurts me a little to hear.

And I know exactly why.

My Dad didn't hide his feelings if he didn't like gifts.  One time during Christmas he opened a box of slippers I had bought him, saw the size, got angry they wouldn't fit, and then promptly THREW them across the room!  They hit the wall, fell to the floor all abandoned.  Kinda like my heart.

If any little thing was wrong with a gift or not what he exactly wanted, he showed it, yelled about it, or whatever.  Never just said "thank you" with a smile to show appreciation.  It was all about his hurt feelings and the crappy gift he thought I gave him, even though they were all bought with thought and love.

When I receive a gift I'll never use or don't like, I don't dare say a word as I know how it feels to be on the receiving end.  I can't even fathom ever saying anything but "thank you," even if I don't understand it lol.

And I know it's all because of the way my Dad negatively reacted when he didn't "love" his gifts.

Tattoo Identification

When I turned 21-years-old I thought:  I'm old enough now, mature and smart, and I'm going to be super cool and get a tattoo!

I thought I was cool, but was actually scared to death, really.  I got a very, very small tattoo of a cloud with some rain and lightning coming out of it because I was getting a meteorology degree and was about to become a meteorologist.  That was my passion at the time and that's what I wanted inked into my skin.

I had to keep it from my Dad, as I knew he would explode.  I told my Mom - she was cool and knew everything about my anyway.

It's maybe a tad larger than the size of a quarter and I placed it in a spot on my body no one could see, even if I was a bikini.

I had it for a couple of years and I was visiting my parents and I decided to mention it to my Dad.  I was more scare of his verbal reaction than the physical pain of the tattoo.

But he surprised me.

He wanted to see it and was genuinely interested!

It was refreshing to not get bitched out, instead he was curious.  Maybe it was because he didn't have any tattoos?  Not sure, but it was cool.

After he saw it he said to me, "Glad I know now, in case I ever need to identify your body.  Or else I would have said it wasn't you."

OMG.............. lol