VA: I’m Not the Only One Who Can’t Stand Liz Pulliam Weston
Dec 12th, 2007
(12 votes, average: 3 out of 5)
Loading ...It’s actually kind of rare for me to find something genuinely funny on the Internet. However, after writing my article in defense of gift cards yesterday, a reader of mine […]
Original post: I’m Not the Only One Who Can’t Stand Liz Pulliam Weston
I hadn’t heard of Liz Pullman Weston before this… and after only a few paragraphs, I can safely conclude she ranks right up there with Nancy Grace on the list of People I hope Get Devoured By Roaming Packs of Bears.
I wonder, would it be possible to get either unactivated gift cards or maybe cards with a ridiculously low amount of money on them, 10 cents or under? If so, everyone ought to go get one or more of those and send ‘em to Liz in merry Christmas greeting.
Man, I love this whole anti-gift rant, because 1) I suck at buying people gifts. I can’t even figure out what to buy my own fucking brother for his birthday or christmas, and I’ve known him his entire life (and spent all but the last 3 years living with him). 2) If I got a gift card (or, better, cash) from everyone who gives me a gift this year, I’d be fucking ecstatic. I wouldn’t even need prompting (well, maybe a little) to write thank-you cards (another stupid tradition I hate - if my verbal thanks aren’t good enough for you, then screw off. I can’t express them any better in a card than I can in person or over the phone).
In short: long live gift cards.
Normally, I’d attempt to make some well thought-out statement either adding to V’s position or contradicting it. However, I could give a shit about gift cards (I’m cross stitching half my presents).
No, what really matters to me is someone referencing The Little Shop of Horrors in a holiday rant. Twoey Lives!
This year, ALL I’m getting is gift cards! Ha! Each one contributes money to my kids school, and they have cards for about a million different stores. Hell, as long as I pick the right STORE for each person I’m happy. I’d much rather get something for myself using a gift card than be stuck with some stupid figurine or book that I will NEVER use.
And to Liz, who sounds like the type of person who expects all moms to be SUPER-moms, fuck you, and the vacuum cleaner you rode in on.
i sent this to Liz at her blog. i like the idea of sending her empty gift cards.
“Your gift card rant was obnoxious and full of entitlement whining. The appropriate response to any gift is “thanks so much! I love ____ (store or mall). I love being able to pick out my own stuff.”
sheesh. Don’t be shocked if you find coal in your stocking this year. I bet a gift card wouldn’t look so bad, then.”
I don’t mind getting gift cards. Just don’t give me a $10 gift card to some obscure store, where everything cost over $50. I can guarantee that gift card will go unused.
Eh, I get her point about it being “non personalized” but seriously… has she ever shopped for some folks? I dread it, especially as a guy who’s not always great at picking out the “perfect gift”. Simply because my parents would say, “oh I don’ t know” or “you don’t have to get me anything”. Then they’d ask me what I’d like…
This year I just gave my mom a new lcd monitor that I’d picked up for her months earlier on sale when I asked her if she wanted one back then. I know for damn sure that half my gifts have been wasted in the past, either because I picked wrong or it was just meh. I just like that I get cards from family members/friends I rarely speak to but like to keep nominally in contact with and respond in kind.
Then there is the, do I get my step sister/brother in law a gift? Will they give me one? I had a step brother give me some blank cds last year, kind of last minute… shit I didn’t care that they hadn’t known if I was going to be there and they winged it. It was just nice to see them and otherwise we don’t talk at all. I appreciated the sentiment but come on… blank cds? Yeah I’m a “techie” but how about something edible eh? Just some candy or home baked treats.
As for the “finer arts of tact and diplomacy” she goes on about… yeah I tried telling my old man over 4 years that uh, I like snickers candy bars but I’m not that into them that I need a costco sized box to take home on the plane with me.. especially since I’m losing weight these days and uh, I’m not 12 anymore.