Anger and frustration at the dishonesty of some people

A good few years ago I ended a long-term relationship. It was fairly amicable, and we set about dividing up the music collection. After much debate we finally agreed on what went where, packed them up and went our separate ways.

It was more than a bit annoying to then find certain items had managed to teleport from one box to another. Items she wouldn't even want to listen to. If you're reading this, give me my first pressing Shellac - At Action Park vinyl back! Bitch.