Every year, my friends and I do a Secret Santa gift exchange at Christmas.
Not this type of Secret Santa, but a nice one.
Ahead of the grand opening tomorrow, there was a little confusion when someone received four gifts (a bit showy on a ten quid budget) in a Royal Mail ‘oops’ bag.
In fact, the ‘sorry we fucked your parcel up’ bag was contained within another ‘sorry we fucked your parcel up’ bag.
After questioning everyone in the Secret Santa (secretly, of course) it emerged that two of the parcels weren’t even for her.
This was actually pretty fucking obvious because they weren’t wrapped the same and also one of the two lost Christmas gifts was labelled ‘Dear John, Best wishes for a very happy Christmas, Tom’.
(We checked and my friend is definitely not called John).
Poor John.
Would John forever think that Tom didn’t care?
Would Tom be eternally pissed at John for not sending his gratitude for the thoughtfully chosen gift?
Anyway, with absolutely no packaging to go on, just a festively wrapped gift, she did what anyone else would do.
She opened up the lost package in search of clues.
WHO ARE YOU, TOM?
WE NEED ANSWERS.
Are you John?
Or even better, Tom?
Let us know.
We would love to get this thoughtful gift back to you (and out of my friend’s house).
There was a second, unconnected, more expensive (and slightly less hilarious) gift in the package.
Do you know who this lost Christmas Present belongs to?
If your Christmas presents have got lost in the post and you think these may be yours, we’d love to find their rightful owners.
If you have no idea, but you want to help us get them to their rightful owners, please share and help us #FindJohn!
(OH, and if you happen to have found MY Secret Santa gifts do let me know cos at this point I’m two down).