When I was in college, my mother's boss back then always gave her a poinsetta at Christmas. She hates poinsettas, but every year, that's what she got.
One holiday, I came home from college for Xmas break, saw this pathetic looking poinsetta on the dining room buffet, and decided to water it. My mom came up the stairs just as I was giving the plant the water is desperately needed. She yelled, "What are you *DOING*? I've been trying to kill that damn plant for three weeks now!"
We had a good laugh about that.