My colleague was about to celebrate his birthday. Therefore, I bought a batik shirt as a gift for him. On the day when I bought the batik shirt, I also bought a pair of shoes so I took them out from their box. Then I put my old-rumpled shoes into the box.
When the special day came, I asked my wife to wrap the batik shirt that I had already put into a box with gift-wrapping paper. Because I wanted to take a shower, I let my wife do it alone. When I was in the bathroom, my wife asked me where I had put the batik shirt. I said it was on table.
When every thing was ready, my wife and I went to my colleague's house. There were no special guests there except his close friends, some of whom I knew. After we shook hands, my wife handed the gift to him. With a happy face, my colleague accepted our gift while thanking us. He then opened the package witnessed by his friends including my wife and me.
My jaw dropped to see what were in the box. It was not the batik shirt that he found inside the box but my used-rumpled shoes. I looked at my wife, questioning her in my heart through my eyes 'how come?' I looked at my colleague. He still kept smiling at us but he ccould not hide the blush on his face. I could do nothing except saying sorry and told him that there could be something wrong with it. I then approached my wife and talked to her softly.
"How could you wrap such junk shoes?" I asked my wife curiously.
"I just did as what you said," she replied.
"Where the hell did you take the box from?"
"Well, it was the box that you put on the table, remember?"
"Yes, but wich table?"
"I took the box from the table in our bedroom," she said.
"My God! The box in which I put the batik shirt was not on the table in our bedroom but on the table in my workroom," I said.
I then quickly approached my colleaguemto say that I di not intentionally give him such an abnormal gift. I asked him to hand the gift back to me and I promised to give him the real gift but he refused. He said that it was the best special gift that he had ever ad in his life so he wanted to keep it. Everyone then laughed.
When the special day came, I asked my wife to wrap the batik shirt that I had already put into a box with gift-wrapping paper. Because I wanted to take a shower, I let my wife do it alone. When I was in the bathroom, my wife asked me where I had put the batik shirt. I said it was on table.
When every thing was ready, my wife and I went to my colleague's house. There were no special guests there except his close friends, some of whom I knew. After we shook hands, my wife handed the gift to him. With a happy face, my colleague accepted our gift while thanking us. He then opened the package witnessed by his friends including my wife and me.
My jaw dropped to see what were in the box. It was not the batik shirt that he found inside the box but my used-rumpled shoes. I looked at my wife, questioning her in my heart through my eyes 'how come?' I looked at my colleague. He still kept smiling at us but he ccould not hide the blush on his face. I could do nothing except saying sorry and told him that there could be something wrong with it. I then approached my wife and talked to her softly.
"How could you wrap such junk shoes?" I asked my wife curiously.
"I just did as what you said," she replied.
"Where the hell did you take the box from?"
"Well, it was the box that you put on the table, remember?"
"Yes, but wich table?"
"I took the box from the table in our bedroom," she said.
"My God! The box in which I put the batik shirt was not on the table in our bedroom but on the table in my workroom," I said.
I then quickly approached my colleaguemto say that I di not intentionally give him such an abnormal gift. I asked him to hand the gift back to me and I promised to give him the real gift but he refused. He said that it was the best special gift that he had ever ad in his life so he wanted to keep it. Everyone then laughed.
SPECIAL GIFT
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