A Bunch of Winos
Every year my networking group has a gift exchange. The spending limit is $15. The rules are that you bring a wrapped gift and put it in the center table and then you come up according to a number you have drawn.
The first person picks a wrapped gift and then the second person can steal that gift or choose to open another one.
There are 21 men and four women in this group.
Each year I spend a lot of time contemplating the perfect gift because I want people to fight over my gift. I want them to love it and steal it from each other. I want my gift to be the "it' gift of the holiday gift exchange.
So far I am batting zero on that one, because I refuse to do the one thing that will ensure success: I refuse to bring a bottle of wine.
Bottles of booze are a big hit at the gift exchange. Yesterday a bottle of Shiraz was stolen 10 times.
My carefully chosen gift of a high-end car snow scraper with an expendable pole was a complete dud, along with a thought-provoking book on how to increase sales, a pair of movie tickets and a box of gourmet chocolates.
Maybe it's the economy.
I guess there is a reason why they call them "spirits."