For me when I was growing up my half sister (on my father’s side) would give me and my sister clothing that was always 1 to 2 sizes too small. I guess she could never figure out our ages and clothes size...
Like Marty I think it was a re-gift, I received a long sleeve shirt that was not quite my style When I tried it on the buttons were on the wrong side. Need I say more. Well it's the thought right!
my wife brought home a recipe that didn't have all that nasty citron in it-you know those little chunks that taste so bad? This recipe makes ten small loaves. You take cheesecloth and soak it in brandy and wrap the loaves in the cheesecloth. That in itself, improves the flavor of the fruit cake, but the recipe is THE ONE AND ONLY fruit cake that I consider to be edible.
Actually, I can't remember a worst gift, I guess that's because I don't remember getting too much for Christmas for the last ten years or so. I get a kick out of watching others get excited opening gifts that I have picked out for them.