Dear Ann Landers,
ill you please tell me why a compli-ment sticks in some people's throat? I know Ben likes chopped herring the way his mother used to fix it. Believe me, it's a lot of trouble to bone and chop a herring, but I do it because I want to please him. Why can't he show a little appreciation when I go out of my way to do something nice? What would it cost him? Last night I said, "Ben, is the chopped herring good?" He answered, "I'm eating it, ain't I?" I said, "Yes, Ben, I can see you're eating it, but is it good?" He answered, "If it isn't good, then I'll tell you." Ben is a wonderful hus-band, but this one fault of his has been eating on me for thirty years. What should I do?-Lucky I Don't Have Ulcers

Dear Lucky,
If the worst thing you can say about Ben is that he doesn't rave over your chopped herring, you are lucky. Pray for another thirty years together.