My SIL goes beyond "no sense of graciousness" (although that's an extremely polite way to put it). I gave her a handbag one year for her birthday. She opened it up, and yelled (and I mean yelled at the top of her voice),"Oh, it has compartments. I hate compartments." I went home that day and told my husband I'd never buy his sister another present. That was about 10 years ago, and I haven't.