It’s a book. This happened many years ago when the Compact Disc (CD) was just coming into ascendancy as the highest quality way to play music. This Redditor described a package under the tree from his aunt and uncle who were believed to be wealthy.
His world fell apart when he opened it. It was a book titled, “Irish Celtic Bronzecraft” and some tears were nearly shed. Funnily, he did not even have a CD player at the time, but that’s not the point.
No One Feels Sorry for this Kid
With the hashtag, “#WorstChristmasEver” and an eyes-pouring-out-tears emoji, this boy tweeted his holiday disappointment. He asked for one thing and got another. Who can't tell the difference between a Lambo and a Ferrari? Most people would agree that a Lamborghini is a cut above Ferrari, but most people don't get these kinds of gifts for Christmas anyway.
On top of that, he couldn’t even spell “Ferrari” correctly. Maybe he’s being funny. Or maybe his parents are oligarch billionaires.
Disappointing Times Ten
His parents wrapped all ten PlayStation 2 gifts in interesting shapes and sizes. It was a lot of fun unwrapping them, but in the end, he found that they were all really lousy. They were worth about $10 a piece, so it cost them $100 to buy them, but when he played them, he gradually realized each one was dumb.
He played them all once and never wanted to play them again. It was a disappointing Christmas. His parents probably thought all PS2 games are the same.
It Was a Present He Had Bought and Ordered for Himself
This story is an example of one of those times older brothers can be mean. Sure, they found their prank hilarious, but this younger brother certainly did not. He had come home from college on break and decided to order himself some video games. Only half of them had been delivered by Christmas day.
He sat opening presents that morning and found one from his older brothers. He ripped open the wrapping paper and, instead of an actual gift, it was the video games that he had ordered. Big bro was a big disappointment.
A Foxy Present
Imagine being about 10 years old and opening a present from your uncle that is basically glorified roadkill. It smelled. Clumps of hair were falling out. His uncle had cleaned it himself, but it doesn’t seem like he did a great job. It was a pelt, but he did not hunt it.
He proudly announced that he found the ill-fated fox getting run over on the side of the road. The kid screamed when he opened it and threw it across the room. Later he felt he had to apologize, but if you ask us, it was the uncle who should have apologized.