I get done at the Y and decide to take my kids to the Golden Arches (despite my better judgment). We go through the drive through, and the kids get happy meals with apple juice. My son wanted Sprite. I ordered the apple juice anyway, since it's marginally better for him. He got mad and started a temper tantrum with the words "This is the worst day of my entire life!"
How I wish my worst day was not getting the drink I wanted with my happy meal.