We share custody of my wife's 16yo daughter and when she's at our house, vacuuming is one of her chores. So it's Christmas Eve and we're getting ready for the holiday party. 16yo is at her dad's and will arrive the next day. My wife needs to vacuum the house and discovered the vacuum is dead. I've taken it apart and futzed with it at least a dozen times but now the on/off switch is acting very strange and it's not something I can fix. Off to Wal-mart at 7:30pm. It's World War III there. I get a vacuum and on the way home have a devious idea... After vacuuming we put the vacc back in its box and wrapped it up with 16yo's name on it. Christmas morning comes and we say "Merry Christmas!" She eagerly unwraps the present and finds...a vacuum. "Oh ha ha," she says, thinking it was just a box we reused. She opens it and...yes...inside it really is a new vacuum. "It's a lot nicer than the one you were using and I think you'll really like this one," my wife says. Her daughter is really nice and polite. "Um...okay...uh, thanks." "Well, we do have one more present for you actually..." Her crestfallen face brightened considerably when she unwrapped her new netbook.