Allow me to tell you why I won't buy an MP3 player from anyone but Apple.
Three years ago, I got an IPod Nano for Christmas, one of the fat ones. Two weeks after I got, I left in the pocket of a pair of pants that then got washed and dried. I thought it was dead. But, I plugged it into the computer and voila! It came back on. The earbuds were destroyed. Skip forward two years of abuse. My family got a milk cow, which I milked in the mornings and evenings for around six months until my parents got rid of the cow. It got dropped in milk at least seven times that I can remember, and I'm not great at remembering at six thirty in the morning. So, another six months goes by, three of which it's been lost to me, and I somehow find it stuck under the foot of the couch, with an enormous dent in the back. My little brother asked for it, and since I had since upgraded to a Touch, I let him have it. He plugged it into the charge and it came on again. Now, it's surviving him throwing it around as badly as I did.
Well, I smiled a little today when I was able to fix my only 1911 mag, returning it to working order. Not as deep or original as some here, but still.