Christmas Day disaster stories

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Just got a text from my mate to say he's stranded in France and if the snow keeps up he doesnt know if he'll make it home or not. I have to admit, I laughed just a tiny bit

Whats the biggest disaster to happen to you on Christmas day? Batteries not included on your toy doesnt count

syklops

I remember going into my parents room and saying "Mammy, The puppy santa brought.. <swallow> wont wake up..."

4zn76tysfajdxp

Today's not Christmas day.

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Leandro Enough Stock wrote: »

Today's not Christmas day.

I know but if the crap weather keeps up he wont be making it home for the Turkey on Saturday

KeithM89_old

About 5 or 6 years ago, the cooker broke and we ended up robbing left overs from relatives houses...

Luap

I got a packet of batteries one year...but the batteries weren't encluded.:(

Mr. Manager

My old man forgetting to get my xmas present was a bit of a rough one.

By the time he remembered, it was sold out.

So instead I got a voucher.

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Maloney_o9 wrote: »

I got a packet of batteries one year...but the batteries weren't encluded.:(

Poor Uncle Tom

It's all been fairly quiet since they stopped showing The Towering Inferno...

syklops

Or the year they stocked up on AA Batteries and the yoke I got needed AAA batteries.

Daemos

KeithM89 wrote: »

About 5 or 6 years ago, the cooker broke and we ended up robbing left overs from relatives houses...

A few years ago ours broke, so we cooked the turkey in the microwave. It came out as black as coal but tasted fine.

Mr McBoatface

Went to bed as normal xmas eve (pissed), I woke up in the middle of the night after hearing a loud noise. I went back to sleep and I thought nothing more of it until I went downstairs and found a Fiat Cinquecento in my sitting room parked under the tree.

....I never did figure out where the tree came from.

JohnCleary

When I broke my feckin' spine!

On the up-side, they allowed us 1 drink on Christmas Day in the hospital. I filled a glass with whiskey and Baily's - surprisingly nice

Einhard

Maloney_o9 wrote: »

I got a packet of batteries one year...but the batteries weren't encluded.:(

I got a packet of batteries one year. The remote controlled car that I actually wanted wasn't included:(

Einhard

My crazy (in a good way) old aunt was living with us one Christams, and decided to drive down to a natural well and stock up on some water. Only problem was she forgot to stop when she got to the well. So instead of tucking into the turkey and ham, myself and my brothers and my dad had to salvage her car from a foot of water in the freezing cold. Ah how we laughed. And then put her in a home.

SeaFields

That massive storm we got Christmas eve a few years back. Half my housing estate was without power for the two days. We were two houses on the good side of the electricity! Disaster for all the neighbours tho.

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The worst thing that ever happened to me was on Christmas. Oh, God. It was so horrible.
It was Christmas Eve. I was 9 years old. Me and Mom were decorating the tree, waiting for Dad to come home from work. A couple hours went by. Dad wasn't home. So Mom called the office. No answer. Christmas Day came and went, and still nothing. So the police began a search. Four or five days went by. Neither one of us could eat or sleep. Everything was falling apart. It was snowing outside. The house was freezing, so I went to try to light up the fire.
That's when I noticed the smell. The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father.
He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus.

Tonyandthewhale

nm wrote: »

The worst thing that ever happened to me was on Christmas. Oh, God. It was so horrible.
It was Christmas Eve. I was 9 years old. Me and Mom were decorating the tree, waiting for Dad to come home from work. A couple hours went by. Dad wasn't home. So Mom called the office. No answer. Christmas Day came and went, and still nothing. So the police began a search. Four or five days went by. Neither one of us could eat or sleep. Everything was falling apart. It was snowing outside. The house was freezing, so I went to try to light up the fire.
That's when I noticed the smell. The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father.
He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus.

I don't know what you're complaining about. 9 is plenty old enough to find out about Santa.

TheZohanS

nm wrote: »

The worst thing that ever happened to me was on Christmas. Oh, God. It was so horrible.
It was Christmas Eve. I was 9 years old. Me and Mom were decorating the tree, waiting for Dad to come home from work. A couple hours went by. Dad wasn't home. So Mom called the office. No answer. Christmas Day came and went, and still nothing. So the police began a search. Four or five days went by. Neither one of us could eat or sleep. Everything was falling apart. It was snowing outside. The house was freezing, so I went to try to light up the fire.
That's when I noticed the smell. The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father.
He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus.

Really?

fonecrusher1

Not a christmas day story but close enough.

Christmas eve 1992. A cold wet day that i'l never forget. Our piece of sh!t Ford orion decided to be a prick that morning. The starter motor failed. Of all days it packs up on pretty much the busiest day of the year. She would not start. Not a great way to begin the day for my folks with so much stuff to get for the following day.

Basically to get the car going we had to push start the car or point it at a hill & let gravity do the rest. Don't forget we had to go into the city center to buy stuff so just imagine the day long struggle of having to push start a car every few minutes on a packed xmas eve, standing around in freezing cold rain. On 2 or 3 occasions the car looked like it had had it but then would start on the third or fourth push. Utter misery throughout the day & several times we relied on the kindness of random strangers to help push the bag of sh!te of a car.

We eventually got home around 10 at night, shattered & grumpy. Worst christmas eve of my life & the reason i have a instinctive dislike for fords.

Stinicker

fonecrusher1 wrote: »

Not a christmas day story but close enough.

Christmas eve 1992. A cold wet day that i'l never forget. Our piece of sh!t Ford orion decided to be a prick that morning. The starter motor failed. Of all days it packs up on pretty much the busiest day of the year. She would not start. Not a great way to begin the day for my folks with so much stuff to get for the following day.

Basically to get the car going we had to push start the car or point it at a hill & let gravity do the rest. Don't forget we had to go into the city center to buy stuff so just imagine the day long struggle of having to push start a car every few minutes on a packed xmas eve, standing around in freezing cold rain. On 2 or 3 occasions the car looked like it had had it but then would start on the third or fourth push. Utter misery throughout the day & several times we relied on the kindness of random strangers to help push the bag of sh!te of a car.

We eventually got home around 10 at night, shattered & grumpy. Worst christmas eve of my life & the reason i have a instinctive dislike for fords.

Had some similar childhood memories except with a Toyota, I still despise them to this day!

Funniest christmas day memory was taking a walk with the family after dinner and letting the family dog go which was a Pomeranian anyway the dog ran off into a farm yard and out across a snowed and frozen over slurry pit and through down he went through the ice and bogged down into the sh1tty gutter. How we all laughed so much as my father going out into the slurry up to knee depth to rescue the dog from death by sh1t. Funny times.

JONJO THE MISER

I burnt the xmas tree while lighting a cigar.

easyeason3

I suppose turning up to my mothers house still half drunk & not being able to eat the Christmas dinner. I just fell asleep on the couch.
I stopped drinking wine on Christmas Eve after that & it made all the difference.

James Forde

The time we found 'santa' asleep on top of the toys in the sitting room covered in piss.

What a humdinger that day was

mfceiling

One xmas myself and the family were sitting down to dinner in our 16 bedroom, 22,000 sq ft house.
One of the butlers was carrying in a tray of vegetables cooked in caviar with gold flakes on them.
He dropped a carrot on to the floor.
My mother was horrified.
My father dismissed him immediately.
One of the maids was summonsed up from the servants quarters to put the carrot into the bin.
We drank exclusive 200 year old whiskey and €1500 bottles of wine to try and remove the disgusting taste that this horrific episode had left in our mouths.
Worst xmas ever.........

McNulty737

When i was a kid, the tv broke on christmas eve the year i finally got a megadrive. TV repairman unable to show up until around the 30th or so....no christmas time tv and no megadrive, absoltuely devasting for a ten year old, still havent fully recovered all these years later.

paulosham

We had a few years during the mid nineties where the power would go on Christmas Eve and wouldn't return until St. Stephen's Day. That was around 60 houses without power.

Carl Sagan

Supposed to fly tomorrow and fly home on Christmas Eve. That'll probably be a disaster!

wmpdd3

My parents were publicans, one Christmas Eve after the pub was closed and they had a few with the bar staff, it was about 05:30 by the time everything was locked up and they went to bed.

20 mins later I was woken and told to get dressed.

All the Santa presents for my sisters and brother were still in the attic in my cousins house, a mile away.

So we had to pile in the car, bang on the door in the cousins house, climb up to attic, pack them back in the car and dump them under the tree....no wrapping paper....no names on them.

Parents went back to bed and didn't surface till after 1pm. I decided I'd rock the boat and doled out the toys to who I choose instead of who asked for them.

Years later, I was drinking with my friend till the early hours in her village. We walked home and we fell into bed after 5am, then realized half her little fella's toys were in the boot of her car...in the village.
We didn't say a word to each other on the 30 min walk to get the pressies, hoping no-one passed two lunnies walking back home at 6am on x-mas morning carrying boxes bigger than themselves.

Mr Magnolia

My butcher told me about a lady, waiting with a cooked turkey in the roasting dish under her arm "with no meat on it" outside the butchers, first day opening after Christmas. She was fairly irate as Christmas Dinner had been ruined by a bird with no meat.

He pointed out that she'd cooked it upside-down.

we'llallhavetea_old

last christmas day my car broke down on the way to my parents house. stranded for about forty minutes in the freezing cold with no heater and a screaming child and cat. i had a little weep for myself.

Run_to_da_hills

Christmas dinner last year, in the sitting room waiting for the dinner, cat was on the kitchen table having an early start, hairs all over the place. A size 9 sorted him out.

starbelgrade

One Christmas Eve, I went to Los Angeles to spend Christmas with my wife, when a group of terrorists held her & others captive in the Nakatomi Plaza building.

I had to stop them.

Then another Christmas Eve, I was waiting for my wife's plane to land at the airport, when terrorists took over the air traffic control system.

I had to stop the them before the plane - which was circling the airport - ran out of fuel & crashed.

True story.

KeithM89_old

^^ Someones been watching Film 4....

Lorrs33

A Nice Cup Of Tea wrote: »

Just got a text from my mate to say he's stranded in France and if the snow keeps up he doesnt know if he'll make it home or not. I have to admit, I laughed just a tiny bit

Whats the biggest disaster to happen to you on Christmas day? Batteries not included on your toy doesnt count

Same here. My friend is trapped in France, no available flights until Thursday. They're thinking of getting the ferry.

Einhard

starbelgrade wrote: »

Then another Christmas Eve, I was waiting for my wife's plane to land at the airport, when terrorists took over the air traffic control system.

I had to stop the them before the plane - which was circling the airport - ran out of fuel & crashed.

True story.

You didn't save Colm Meeney that time.:mad:

The Gnome

Not a disaster for me but ruined someone else's Christmas for sure.

A few years back I had taken in a stray mongrel who turn out to be one of those hyper intelligent/devious dogs. We'd often let her out to roam about for the day and when she came back she'd paw on the window to be let in. Christmas day we let her out and a few hours later came the noise at the window.

I open the door to see the dog standing there, wagging the tail, in front of a fully cooked turkey. It hadn't been touched excepting a few bite marks and a some damage from where it had been dragged along the road.

To this day we've never found out where she got it from but someone must have been raging! Needless to say she ate well that week.

cooltown

It would have to be x-mas eve when I was aged between 4-5. My brother and sister were putting up some decorations. They have begin to have a fight about where to put them. My mam enters the room and total flips with them and begins throwing decorations in the fire and she started throwing balls of the tree on the ground and breaking them. Then she said get all this stuff away and we didn't do x-mas that year. It was really hard on me when it happened!

Einhard

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cooltown wrote: »

It would have to be x-mas eve when I was aged between 4-5. My brother and sister were putting up some decorations. They have begin to have a fight about where to put them. My mam enters the room and total flips with them and begins throwing decorations in the fire and she started throwing balls of the tree on the ground and breaking them. Then she said get all this stuff away and we didn't do x-mas that year. It was really hard on me when it happened!

Your mother's a crazy person!!

latenia

McNulty737 wrote: »

When i was a kid, the tv broke on christmas eve the year i finally got a megadrive. TV repairman unable to show up until around the 30th or so....no christmas time tv and no megadrive, absoltuely devasting for a ten year old, still havent fully recovered all these years later.

Reminds me of a friend who asked for a megadrive and was boasting about it for weeks beforehand. Santa left him a master-system.

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starbelgrade wrote: »

One Christmas Eve, I went to Los Angeles to spend Christmas with my wife, when a group of terrorists held her & others captive in the Nakatomi Plaza building.

I had to stop them.

Then another Christmas Eve, I was waiting for my wife's plane to land at the airport, when terrorists took over the air traffic control system.

I had to stop the them before the plane - which was circling the airport - ran out of fuel & crashed.

True story.

jimthemental

Twelve years ago, Granny broke her leg on the way into our house for Christmas dinner after slipping on ice.

Ten years ago my mentally disabled uncle slipped on ice and broke his leg.

Eight years ago Granny died.

All on Christmas day:(

happypants

we'llallhavetea wrote: »

last christmas day my car broke down on the way to my parents house. stranded for about forty minutes in the freezing cold with no heater and a screaming child and cat. i had a little weep for myself.

Do cats scream?!! Ahhh scarey! :eek:

MitchKoobski

1998 (The Year of the Storm....i think)
7:00am Christmas morning, and the power is gone. No Sonic the Hedgehog for me! Mam starts twitching.
8:00am By some miracle the power comes back on. Preparations for the dinner resume.
8:15am Power goes again. Brother starts whinging. Mam is twitching again.
9:00am Nan offers her house to cook the dinner, have a big family day.
9:30am Out the door to Nan's aaaaaand a tree the size of a blue whale has blocked the road. Massive****ingdetour!!
10:30am Arrive at nans. Dinner preparations resume. Uncle gets me Battleship for xmas.
11:00am Mass with dad. We leave after dad starts going red from the kids screaming in his face.
1:00pm The dinner burns in the oven.
1:05pm Mam takes up smoking.
3:00pm Christmas dinner breaks down into ham sandwhiches for everyone
4:00pm Only Fools & Horses Batman and Robin episode goes down well
7:00pm Miscellaneous other family members arrive for party
7:15pm Aunt and godmother also get me Battleship for xmas
8:00pm Grandad decides he hates everything. Takes ham sandwhiches hostage in the front room with Kelly's Heroes.
9:00pm 8 year old me mistakenly drinks from nans glass instead of his own. Very strong drink. The rest is a bit of a blur.

2008 Christmas Eve
5:00pm I'm off to the pub! Waves mammy goodbye as she settles down for the evening.
6:30pm Mammy rings. She sounds frantic on the phone, isnt speaking in full sentences, says shes worried whats gonna happen now!
6:32pm I necks my 4th pint and run home almost breaking his neck on the footpath.
6:45pm Text from Dad: "I doubt you can fix whats happened but get home quick!"
My thoughts: "....da fuck?"
6:50pm Burst through the door!
"MAM WHAT HAPPENED!?"
"The...the....the....the PS3 is broken.......it just broke there.....there are 6 PS3 games upstairs....three kids worth of presents that cant be played now...."

It was worse than I had thought.

7:00pm I begin ransacking multiple forums and websites trying to fix the goddamn PS3 on Christmas Eve
9:00pm Mam: "If you can't fix this, my sanity won't live to see the new year."
10:00pm Dad: "Haaaates to be yyyooouuuuuu!"
12:00pm I give up despite mam begging me to keep trying

7:00am Christmas Day
Me: "Still not working. Doubt we'll be seeing another PS3 until the new year. Best crack out the board games."
Mam: "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU"

Duggy747

Going to Mass at 9am still drunk and reeking of whiskey while your relations try and talk to you outside is not a good way to start Xmas.

Neither is the pipes cracking and the kitchen roof leaking just as we sit down to our dinner..........cue me and the father up in the attic trying to turn the mains off.

Plus I was forgotten about 1 year while everyone got lush pressies..............I didn't mind.............*sniff*..............the tears made the turkey taste so bitter

silvervixen84

It has to be the great storm of 97(?), where we had no power, so had to eat cold sandwiches in the dark. Fun times.

Another Christmas Day my mother was driving us back from my uncle's house and my Dad (after a few Guinnesses) was sitting in the passenger seat whilst my brother and I were sitting in the back. My mother used to just drive once a year - at Christmas, so was a nervous driver.

Anyway, we were nearly home (we live out in the countryside) and were approaching a crossroads at the top of a hill, when Dad starts fiddling with controls. My Mam starts screeching at him to leave things alone, and suddenly he knocked off the lights. We all screeched and Mam slams on the brakes. Dad, realising he'd messed up, meekly switched the lights back on and we drove the 200 yards home in silence. Myself and my brother thought the whole thing was hilarious but Dad had to sleep on the couch that night, and Mam never drove on Christmas again!

mle1324

Does being very sick for 6 Christmases in a row count ?

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Duggy747 wrote: »

Going to Mass at 9am still drunk and reeking of whiskey while your relations try and talk to you outside is not a good way to start Xmas

:pac:

Unpossible

It was years ago, I had decided to fake my own death so I moved all of my families money to an offshore account, but fiddled the books to make it look like I just made some bad business decisions. Anyway, I befriended a homeless man and after bringing him food and clothes for a few weeks I offered to have him checked out by a doctor and a dentist. After his visit I broke into the dentists office and switched our records. Then on christmas eve I made it obvious to everyone at work that I was leaving to go home early to give my family a big surprise, I went to a local costume store, pre-picked because it had CCTV, and rented a santa costume. Then I offered the homeless man fifty dollars to play santa for me and my family. As he was getting into the chimney I snapped his neck and left him fall down and dropped the presents in with him. Let me tell you stuffin a body and a bunch of presents for a nine year old down a chimney wasn't easy.

Anyway the disaster; turns out our life savings wouldn't let me buy a villa in italy and a first class seat so I had to fly coach and they ran out of cranberry sauce on the plane.

Good thing I got out of that town, years later there was some kind of incident there with people claiming small green creatures were running around destroying stuff and multiplying when they hit water.

Blitzkrieger

Not really a patch on some real disaster stories but .......

The year I got no presents. Last year. All I had under the tree was a couple of ****ing vouchers. ****ing vouchers! I don't care if it's the crappiest present in the world - wrap it and put it under the tree - just don't give me a ****ing voucher! Even one of those ****ty lynx 'gift packs' would have been better.

My secret santa (my brother) finally gave me my present in March. Wtf is the point of giving a christmas present in March? I'd have bought the ****ing thing myself if I wanted it in March! Never liked that ****er.....

Apanachi

KeithM89 wrote: »

About 5 or 6 years ago, the cooker broke and we ended up robbing left overs from relatives houses...

In the middle of cooking Christmas dinner last year, my sister's electricity went off (and stayed off all day) she has 4 kids, so they ran riot after not being able to play with their new Wii and other electronic gifts they got...