I have reached a point in my life where, like a 12-year old whose parents have just bought a new refrigerator, I’m less excited about receiving a gift than the box it came in.
That’s because this is the week that I am wrapping Xmas presents and I bought folks a bunch of stuff that is irregularly shaped. I’m not a big fan of gift bags, but since I grew up wrapping paper in a warehouse, I can wrap the hell out of a rectangular package.
That’s why I like buying square stuff so I can cram everybody else’s gifts into the empty boxes. So don’t get nervous if you unwrap a package from me and see that the box is labeled Caution-Caustic Chemicals Inside. That just means I stole it from our warehouse. On the flip side, don’t be too excited if you see the box looks like there’s a case of wine inside. I stole those boxes from the liquor store.
Consider yourself informed.
December 17, 2007 at 12:23 pm |
caution caustic chemicals…. hmmm… would i trust you? hmmmmm….
December 17, 2007 at 11:05 pm |
None of that tops the Playtex “feminine care” box that some of my (not distant enough) relatives used to pass around from year-to-year as a gift box. I think my cousin-in-law, Bob, was the most surprised to receive a gift wrapped in it. Really, does the actual gift matter so much once you remove the gift wrap and find a tampon box in your hand?
December 18, 2007 at 9:37 am |
My favorite trick when I was little was to take a really small gift wrap it in a small box, then put it into a larger box, wrap it and so on and so on..
December 18, 2007 at 11:17 am |
HA! We do this also. We valuable boxes (like iPod or Tiffany) to wrap cheap gifts in, and reuse ancient Cain-Sloan department store boxes. I believe there’s still a Chester’s hatbox floating around our family holiday archives, and they’ve been closed since before I was a teenager. But I *love* the feminine product box idea –I’m stealin’ it.