Lol, I shouldn't admit to this - but I went to a pre-Christmas do with my parents this evening (we just got back, and I'm tucked up in bed,) where we exchanged pressies with a couple who live nearby. I don't have much money, and they said they liked my piano playing, so on my mum's urging, I spent like a whole month practising some quite difficult pieces, and made a CD for them. That seemed to go over well.
But they said they had something for me, and I must admit I was looking forward to opening the package. It looked more like an envelope, so greedy old me thought -"Oh goody, cash!"
When I opened it, I found a card about an animal shelter, with a picture of a possum on it. Inside was a note thanking me for a donation to the shelter. That was my Christmas present.
I like animals, and I wouldn't have minded making the donation if I had the money, but I must admit I was a smidge disappointed - like they didn't ask me if I wanted to donate. It was a good cause, and I bet they felt good about themselves donating to the shelter, but I felt it wasn't much of a Christmas gift to me.
So am I being a selfish arsehole for feeling that way? Be honest!