Geschenk - Present, Gift

Whenever a gift is required by default for a set occasion, it’s always so much harder to choose something worthwhile, something that will truly be appreciated. Birthdays and Christmas, where people get gifts for absolutely no reason other than they themselves, or the son of a supernatural entity being born on a specific day, are always so difficult to buy for - especially if you’re a present-purchasing-procrastinator. I often find myself wandering the city streets on the day before, or literally at the last minute before closing on Christmas Eve trying to find something that isn’t a book voucher or the latest bland CD from the year’s hottest insipid singer-songwriter. Inevitably, those are the items I go home with. It’s not that I don’t care about the people I’m buying for, I suppose it’s just a problem with them deserving presents for doing absolutely nothing, besides existing, which in Jesus’ case is still subject to debate. It’s much better when you’re browsing the shops and see something you think will really make someone smile or have at least hold some small significance and you impart a gift when it’s not expected. Given, you have to be careful it’s not misconstrued as a bribe or an attempt to get into their pants - especially with children, but generally it’s a lot better for everyone involved. They’ve received a present out of the blue and cannot help but feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside, unless of course they’re a complete bastard. You can feel like a good, kind-hearted person for a while at least, before you go back to stamping and kittens or spitting on old people.