Okay, I thought of one more for this thread. I didn't receive this gift, but I was complicit in giving it.
When I was about 10, my family and I were on our way to dinner one Friday night, just before Christmas. We were driving down the highway, and saw something scattered all over the road. My dad stopped the car to get out and see what it was.
Evidently, someone lost a couple of boxes full of large, plastic cooking spoons. Well, waste not, want not. So my dad spent about half an hour gathering up as many of them as he could find and throwing them in the back of our car.
When we got home later that night, he brought them all in, and we sat around inspecting them, sorting out that ones that were still alright (little to no scuffing, etc.). Then he washed them, bundled them up, had my mom tie them with ribbon, and gave them to his sisters-in-law for Christmas.
