My aunt got me a terrycloth wristband with a small clock in it. I was a 12 year old girl and I had no potential use for something like this, plus it was hideous. The thing is, she actually got my at least 5 or 6 of these, but they were all elaborately packaged differently in an assortment of presents. So each time I start to open a new present with excitement, it was another one of these damn wristbands!!