My dad won Christmas with this genius gift that hacked my commute.
If gifting were an Olympic sport, my dad would undoubtedly take home the gold. Each year, as I begin to tear open the neatly wrapped gifts he’s scoured the depths of the internet to find, he prefaces each with “I think you’ll like this one” (knowing full well that his efforts were, per usual, spot on). This year, I unwrapped an item I truly didn’t know I needed only a few weeks ago, but now wouldn’t want to go without. The gift in question? An umbrella.