It’s a delicate science: politely informing a gift-giver that their gift isn’t to your liking.
On occasion, I suppose the recipient could just shut their mouth and act pleased.
However, keeping mouth shut means Oxfam gets the sweater, and I get nothing ’til next year’s ill-conceived gift.
So I spoke up. Receipt in-hand, I’m now certain to find something I like.
Two problems befell the gift I rejected. It was black. I don’t wear black. And it was made by Wrangler.
There are certain labels I won’t wear. I won’t wear Tommy Hilfiger because someone who just franchises out his name to garment-makers doesn’t deserve any kudos, nor therefore a place on my walking-advertisement-like-body. I won’t wear Burberry because in the UK and Ireland that sends out all the wrong signals. And I won’t wear Wrangler. Why? Because, in Ireland (my homeland), in my opinion, only farmers wear them. And I’m no farmer. So, I ask you, is this opinion shared, or am I the only one who holds this belief?