Reminds me of a story which illustrates just how much the world has changed since the 70's. When I was a kid we were saying down south at my aunt's place and it was her birthday. My uncle got her a vacuum cleaner as a gift. Romantic, yes? While she was at work, he had us kids make a huge mess on the carpet - we scattered potato chip crumbs, emptied ashtrays, that sort of thing. When she came home tired from work and saw the state of the place she freaked out. My uncle let her reach boiling point and then wheeled out the new vacuum, complete with bow, and said "happy birthday."
The sad part is she was over the moon and within 2 minutes was happily vacuuming up the crap while we all sat and watched, feeling thoroughly pleased with ourselves for making her day. Makes me cringe to think about it.