
Today we’re going to talk about wrapping Christmas presents. If you’re of the male persuasion, this information will save you considerable frustration. If you’re female, give this column to a male from whom you expect a present and it will save you the embarrassment of finding your name under the Christmas tree on something that looks like a giant red and green spitball.
By age 2, every woman can wrap a present that looks like those found on the cover of Martha Stewart’s Best Holiday Secrets. Men (although they can assemble a weapon in the dark in 3.2 seconds that, when fired, can destroy an entire Smurf village) are incapable of covering a box with decorative paper in such a way that it does not resemble the crumpled first draft of an Erskine Caldwell novel.
The first thing to do before wrapping a present is to gather the necessary supplies. You’ll need:
* Four acres of Christmas paper, which should have an exterior side with snowflakes or Santa Clauses or happy elves tippling schnapps and a plain interior side in case you need to blow your nose.
* 12,000 yards of Scotch™ Tape. DO NOT use duct tape, which will drive a certain set of females (all) catatonic.
* A pair of children’s scissors with blunt ends. Trust me on this.
* One six-pack of cold beer per present.
* A handheld GPS (Global Positioning System) device.
* A wrapping table approximately the size of Wyoming.
Step 1: DRINK a beer while deciding which present to wrap first. Suggestion: start with a small item, like a book on How to Shrink a Fat Butt if, Say, by Chance, You Know Anyone With a Fat Butt.
Step 2: SPREAD the four acres of Christmas paper on your wrapping table, pick up the present, tape, scissors, GPS device and the remaining beers and head for the center of the table. IMPORTANT NOTE: Only drink two beers on the way to the Wrapping Location, saving two for the return trip and one for the Emergency Situation that is 99.97 percent likely to occur.
Step 3: PLACE the present in the middle of the paper, which you can accurately determine (a) by using the GPS device or (b) wherever you are when you finish the second beer.
Step 4: MAKE a pencil mark on the paper along one edge of the present. If you forgot to bring a pencil, return to the START point. Do not pass Go, do not collect $200 and do not forget to restock your beer.
Step 5: ROLL the present over four times and place a mark at the opposite edge of the present. Do the same end-to-end until you have marked the outline of the paper you’ll require. HINT: This shape should look similar to a flamingo in full flight.
Step 6: USE the scissors to cut out the marked shape.
Step 7: GENTLY grab one end of the paper and walk to the center of the present, securing the paper in place with 12 pieces of tape. Do the same for the other three corners. You should now be looking at something that resembles an Easter-parade hat from the 1960s.
Step 8: ATTACH the roll of tape to the wide side of the present, roll it around the present three times and seal. Do the same lengthwise.
Step 9: RUSH the present to the nearest department store (as you’ve been drinking, use a bike instead of a car) and beg them to finish the job. You’ll know they’ve done good work if they charge you at least 12 times the present’s cost.
NOTE TO BLEEDING HEARTS: No presents were harmed in researching this column.
An alternative to gift-wrapping is to place the unwrapped and unboxed present under the Christmas tree and tell her, “Assembly was required.”
“You assembled a bottle of cologne?”
“Yes,” and a straight face are your only defense should this question arise.
For extra credit: (a) look at any presentation under your tree wrapped by a woman; (b) look at your reflection in the bathroom mirror; (c) hit the top of your forehead with the heel of your hand while simultaneously saying, “Duh!”
Now, get another six-pack and get back to work.
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(This continues with Part II- A survivor’s manual to “some assembly required …”)


Comments: 141
What does LMAO mean. I see it all the time but was too embarrassed to ask but now I want to know.
(LMAO means Laughing My (a three-letter word for hindquarters) Off. :)
I can wrap four or five gifts in the time it takes my beloved husband to wrap one. He wraps each gift as if he were building a structure designed to survive a bomb blast.
The measurements are painstaking. Pieces of each snowman or santa match up perfectly where the cut edges come together. The paper is creased so sharply it can cut skin and the paper fits so tightly that no one with arthritis can open the gift.
By contrast, his brother brings gifts wrapped in what the kids call "Uncle Al's wrapping paper" better known as brown paper bags.
I guess it's the thought that counts.
It can't be that hard boys!
and not ONE of them can wrap a package. I'll send these instructions to them.
(I don't think there's a woman alive who hasn't received a package like what you've described, John. A wonderful tale!)
Still, it might be best to take advantage of free gift wrapping options.
These days I bribe other women in the household and get each others present wrapped ;) they usually give me the Poor You look (I planned this all along). It never fails every year - you have to be extremely charming and pull out all the best flattery in the bag of tricks for this purpose.
I will almost do anything to bail out of wrapping gifts.
I'm with you, Greg.
Find a wrapping system that works for you and apply it to everything.
A clever idea, Anita, but that would be thinking too much about wrapping for my manly brain.
Tracy , pop a brew. Beer is a recognized food group in three states.
Jan, measurements! We don't need no stinkin' measurements.
"I guess it's the thought that counts."
It had better be.
Of course not, Gwen. Men can do anything but there are some many football games on this time of year ...
Now there's a term you don't hear very often.
Thanks, Yvonne.
I think they're talking behind your back. :)
Thank you for acknowledging that, Danielle.
I'm sure there are many more to come, Kathryn.
Very funny yourself, Gretchen. Thanks.
Boni, I'm pretty sure it's genetic.
In which case, shouldn't men be getting gift-wrapping compensation from the federal government?
Now that you've said that, Christina, I'd expect marriage proposals to come flooding into your email box.
That's a no-no, Kim. I draw the line at plastic.
Nancy, the sooner a man can be designated as wrapping-challenged, the easier life becomes.
Don't forget to reattach, Vic.
Angela, there's a story as to why he does that :)
(just the mention of the words precision wraps gives me a headache.)
A great idea, Pat. I am going to try it.
As for the tape. That's what tape is for.
Linda, I suspect your standards are considerably higher than mine.
Patricia, when it comes to presents, a man is a man is a man.
I agree. Who invented this Christmas wrapping thing anyhow.
Somebody Google that. I'll bet it wasn't a man.
A. F. what a great idea.
Only when forced to, Bethany.
Jai, I'm with you.
Last year I gave a present in the store bag and inside I but some wrapping paper and ribbon with it so they'd know it wasn't that I didn't want to spend the money on wrapping materials.
Selene, how you turn a phrase.
Men are just beginning to catch on. We resist them because they're a little too metrosexual for most of us :)
Rest easy
The instructions were: "A wrapping table approximately the size of Wyoming."
I'd open another six-pack and follow the instructions in reverse.
Happy Holidays.
"There will never be a piece of wrapping paper that fits."
I thought I had this solved, only to learn that using odd shaped pieces of different wrapping paper is frowned upon in certain softer-than-your-average male circles.
This one actually, literally did have me on the floor, (I fell off a chair). laughing so hard... well lets it leave it at that. One time I decided to really really try to do it right. I thought I had done a great job. To me it looked perfect, just like I had paid for the store to do it. You know what she said?:
"Oh, how sweet, you tried to wrap it yourself".
Second, you can buy a bag of the pre-made ones for pocket change.
Recycling every year is a good idea. Thanks
So why do we even try?
This year? Forget wrapping paper, I used gift bags. Patience is not my forte this year...
I just take mine to the gift-wrap department 8-)
Finally, a rational strategy.
I believe the Sisterhood is keeping it a secret on purpose.
There's only one flaw in that logic, Beth, and her name is ....
I did that on purpose, Jean. Calipers and beer ... not a good idea.
Drat, the secret's out.
The same used to work with sticking a diaper pin in the baby — not actually sticking but when the baby cries, saying, "Whoops ..."
No more diaper duty for you.
It's called the Theory of Demonstrated Male Incompetence. About the only arrow in our quiver.
Locking up the cat is an excellent idea. Thanks. Have a wonderful holiday.
*here kitty, kitty ...*