Day- 7 Fancy
It was awful.
Too many swirls, too little glitter, and even the glaze was lumpy.
The thing had a bumpy surface and the handle looked like it could break.
In short, it was the most awful gift yet.
"Do you like it? I made it just for you."
Colleagues and friends would probably go; "It's so awful. It has no style. It would in no way be functional."
"I- it's-"
"It's bad?"
"No, no... Just- fancy?"
"You're just saying that, but okay."
Take that, colleagues and family, it was perfect.
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