My poor Santa can't win for losing. He or she pulled my info right away, sent me an enthusiastic message, and then fell off the face of the earth. Two days after the deadline, I got another message. It turns out that s/he'd just gotten out of the hospital that afternoon! And s/he apologized to me for the gift being late! I couldn't believe it. If I were hospitalized, RedditGifts would have been the last thing on my mind!

Santa then hobbled around Boston with a broken foot to shop for my gifts, lovingly wrapped them up good and tight, and shipped them to me. Unfortunately, USPS wasn't very careful on their end, and the package arrived in a completed mangled state. My match saw that I'm a huge craft beer aficionado and sent me some local brews from Boston, two of which were shattered in transit. But one bottle lived! I appreciate it even more. It's like the Highlander Beer! It's going to be delicious with the steak I'm grilling tomorrow.

To my unlucky match from Boston, MA: you're a champion among men, and I thank you so much for going through hell and high water to get this package to me. I'm sorry that I can't even call you by your name, but I can't read the label on the package.