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|Thu, 11-29-2012 - 4:12pm|
THE GREASE GUN
Once Upon A Time (last year), MH and I attended for the first time his Submariner's Org.'s Christmas Party. A friend of his (a weird friend...don't like him) told us to bring a 'swap' gift. "It's no big deal...bring anything...an old video...something from the garage...no big deal." I'm thinking how that's a little weird..."anything?"...so I offer to buy a nice little something for the swap. Nope, "Weirdo friend say anything hanging around." MH has the perfect gift...a grease gun. It's new..."but but but a grease gun, Honey?" "It'll be fine." "FINE"
Now, most everyone has been in this organization for a while and so has been attending these Christmas parties...and swapping gifts...and so know the deal. I won a lovely lead crystal with a cranberry design etching Christmas candy bowl. I watched others as they unwrapped their mostly-Christmas-themed fun and pretty gifts. Some poor chump got a grease gun. I didn't even want to look around...to catch that face of whomever won that grease gun. All I heard was, "oh boy...a grease gun." *Hold it up!...said the crowd*
So, guess who shopped for our gift to swap this coming Sunday? That's right...you are soooo smart.
If you've got a good or heart-warming or fun Christmas Story to share, please do so...keep this thread going through the Holidays.