Give me some scotch and fuck off for a few hours. Job done.
Nice socks and jocks. That’s literally all I ever want.
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I’ve given up and just give my Dad cash every year, buying useless shite is wasteful and more to make yourself happy than them
Because she lacks imagination and creativity
Because I don’t want anything.
If you know someone, it’s easy.
Well fitting clothes. But then you need to drag me around the shops trying them on and it’s not a surprise.
Get his measurements and get a few things tailor fitted, more than sorted.
You can’t go wrong with Lego
A pair of converse. A bottle of whiskey. Socks. A wallet. A voucher for that thing that he likes. A cookbook. Tools. A belt. Bluetooth headphones. A hat. Chef knife. Fire stick. Fishing gear. County Jersey. Anal beads. A backpack. Gloves. A dash cam. A weekend break. Concert tickets. A bench for the garden. A garden gnome. Exercise equipment. Art. Shaving paraphernalia. Ultraviolet lights and an irrigation system.
Men!
Amirite?
If this is gonna be the Irish Times’ editorial thrust for this holiday season, I look forward to Seán Moncrieff’s piece about how women be shoppin
There was a thread on another sub the other day, that said the nature of being adults is if you want something, you can probably buy it yourself most of the time. So, instead of focusing on material goods, look to gift experiences instead.
Grab tickets for something, or get some food or drink that’s more expensive than they’d usually justify.
A lego Millennium Falcon. A weekend of Silence and console gaming. A decent bottle of whisky. Not asking for anything mental.
If you have even a passing interest in the man or men in your life, you should have no problem getting a decent gift for whatever occasion.
You have to have an interest in the first place though. And imagination.
As a man, I get asked “what do you need”, and the honest answer is I don’t need anything. I struggle to think of anything. I don’t know if it’s exclusively a man thing, like we’re taught to be the provider, but the one in need, but I don’t see my needs, at least not enough to ask for it as a gift.
But there are things I want, but that feels worse saying it aloud. I don’t want to put anyone out, so I compromise with coming up something I’d like that I know I’d buy myself if I was coaxed into it (usually a graphic novel series I’m reading or a book I’ll get around to). I don’t think I’ve ever asked for anything over €30/40. It’s gotten to the point where I’m considering just asking for money next year. Even a euro I would be happier with than a box of Lynx where I’ll just fuck the shower gel in the bin.
Worst gift I got was from my sister. I have a beard. I like my beard. Other people like my beard. She got me a wet shaving kit. Not a trimming set (I have that). A wet shaving kit, as though I regular do clean faced shaves. I’ll chalk it up to ignorance, but seriously!
No we’re not (whatever my missus may say.). We just want what we want, though we just might not tell you what that is. After all, you’re always expecting *us* to psychically know what’s going on with you…
My missus knows what my interests are cos she pays attention, so she buys me stuff related to what I like. It’s not that hard
I am ridiculously easy because most of my friends and family know what I want. The difficulty for them may be buying me anything more expensive than a tenner or a bottle of whisky/rum. But I really just like the small things and wouldn’t feel comfortable for someone splashing out on me. At most with the missus I would like something we would do together like a hotel stay, and then I can plan the weekend activities from that as a starting point. None of these Armani jackets or fancy new phones.
From every guy in the world, Fuck off we dont want a Lynx Africa (or any deodorant) gift box set
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What’s the answer?
Give me some scotch and fuck off for a few hours. Job done.
Nice socks and jocks. That’s literally all I ever want.
[deleted]
I’ve given up and just give my Dad cash every year, buying useless shite is wasteful and more to make yourself happy than them
Because she lacks imagination and creativity
Because I don’t want anything.
If you know someone, it’s easy.
Well fitting clothes. But then you need to drag me around the shops trying them on and it’s not a surprise.
Get his measurements and get a few things tailor fitted, more than sorted.
You can’t go wrong with Lego
A pair of converse. A bottle of whiskey. Socks. A wallet. A voucher for that thing that he likes. A cookbook. Tools. A belt. Bluetooth headphones. A hat. Chef knife. Fire stick. Fishing gear. County Jersey. Anal beads. A backpack. Gloves. A dash cam. A weekend break. Concert tickets. A bench for the garden. A garden gnome. Exercise equipment. Art. Shaving paraphernalia. Ultraviolet lights and an irrigation system.
Men!
Amirite?
If this is gonna be the Irish Times’ editorial thrust for this holiday season, I look forward to Seán Moncrieff’s piece about how women be shoppin
There was a thread on another sub the other day, that said the nature of being adults is if you want something, you can probably buy it yourself most of the time. So, instead of focusing on material goods, look to gift experiences instead.
Grab tickets for something, or get some food or drink that’s more expensive than they’d usually justify.
A lego Millennium Falcon. A weekend of Silence and console gaming. A decent bottle of whisky. Not asking for anything mental.
If you have even a passing interest in the man or men in your life, you should have no problem getting a decent gift for whatever occasion.
You have to have an interest in the first place though. And imagination.
As a man, I get asked “what do you need”, and the honest answer is I don’t need anything. I struggle to think of anything. I don’t know if it’s exclusively a man thing, like we’re taught to be the provider, but the one in need, but I don’t see my needs, at least not enough to ask for it as a gift.
But there are things I want, but that feels worse saying it aloud. I don’t want to put anyone out, so I compromise with coming up something I’d like that I know I’d buy myself if I was coaxed into it (usually a graphic novel series I’m reading or a book I’ll get around to). I don’t think I’ve ever asked for anything over €30/40. It’s gotten to the point where I’m considering just asking for money next year. Even a euro I would be happier with than a box of Lynx where I’ll just fuck the shower gel in the bin.
Worst gift I got was from my sister. I have a beard. I like my beard. Other people like my beard. She got me a wet shaving kit. Not a trimming set (I have that). A wet shaving kit, as though I regular do clean faced shaves. I’ll chalk it up to ignorance, but seriously!
No we’re not (whatever my missus may say.). We just want what we want, though we just might not tell you what that is. After all, you’re always expecting *us* to psychically know what’s going on with you…
My missus knows what my interests are cos she pays attention, so she buys me stuff related to what I like. It’s not that hard
I am ridiculously easy because most of my friends and family know what I want. The difficulty for them may be buying me anything more expensive than a tenner or a bottle of whisky/rum. But I really just like the small things and wouldn’t feel comfortable for someone splashing out on me. At most with the missus I would like something we would do together like a hotel stay, and then I can plan the weekend activities from that as a starting point. None of these Armani jackets or fancy new phones.
From every guy in the world, Fuck off we dont want a Lynx Africa (or any deodorant) gift box set