I love this "Don't you just hate it when...? thread. My son used to just hate when people said to him, "Well, it could be worse". Which reminds me of a little story from a church bulletin a long time ago: "I was walking out of church one day, depressed and feeling sad and lonely - when suddenly a voice came to me and said: "Cheer up, things could be worse!". And so I did - I cheered up - and sure enough things got worse!" My son got better and is a lot cheerier, now.