My aunt re-gifts some ugly pots to my parents on their wedding.

So my dad devises a 10-year revenge plan.

A little setup.

My dad is one of nine children to my grandparents.

When the oldest sister, my auntie, let's call her Margaret, got married,

one of the gifts she received was four very poorly made clay pots

from one of her friends who wasn't super close to the family. These pots were all very different to

each other and didn't match at all. I assume they came out of a first time as pottery class or something.

Anyway, fast forward 15 years and my parents are getting married. Margaret shows up at the

wedding, as does everyone else. The ceremony and reception pass with no dramas and everyone goes home.

The following week, my parents begin to sort through all their wedding gifts. They unwrap Margaret's

to find a very old, worn-looking cardboard box with the old tape

still underneath the new tape put on there by Margaret to hold the lid closed. Dad opens the box

to see the four pots that had been given to Margaret 15 years prior. My parents knew this was a gift to

Margaret originally, because at the bottom of the box was a card of

congratulations on your wedding addressed to Margaret. She hadn't even bothered to take the

pots out of the box when she was gifted them or checked the condition when rewrapping them.

This thoroughly annoyed my dad. We think she gifted them genuinely. Even with her sense of humor, she was

just a bit stingy sometimes. Then, my father's anger turned to determination as he started to develop

a plan that would stretch almost a decade. With Christmas, fast approaching, my dad rewrapped the

pots in the same box with the same wedding card addressed to Margaret,

essentially in the same condition he had received it in.

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