Who knew that there was such a well of misery out there, just waiting for Delicious Manager to uncover?
Maybe I should start up www.shrinkwrappedcds.com?
p.s. My bugbear isn't the tear-strip or the wrapping - I use a knife (or my nails if I'm desperate) running down the gap between the front and the spine. No, it's those pesky slivers of shrink wrap, left behind after the wrapping has been ripped off, charged with static electricity and invisibly clinging to the floor, the furniture, my clothes, me etc. for weeks afterwards.