I got up this morning to go for a run, on the way out of the house I grab what I thought was my mp3 player, turns out it was my wife’s. I was about ¼ mile down the road before I caught on to how much the music sucked. So I spent the better part of the next hour with lots of Natalie Merchant, Tracy Chapman, Natalie Merchant, Dixie Chicks and Fleetwood Mac and a bit more Natalie Merchant. It was horrid. Ever make a mistake like this and had to suffer?