What The Fuck Do You Mean You Thought You Were Going To Mexico?!

OK, so on Tuesday night Mother called me out to ask me something she saw and didn't understand.  She does that a lot.  This time it was a brochure from a casino.  You may remember (I think I talked about this on WAF) that Father used to be such a gambling degenerate that he now gets all this junk mail with these deals for rooms and trips and shit like that.  We used to go to them all the time -- most notably to wanna-be resort destinations such as Laughlin, Nev., and Tunica, Miss.  We don't anymore, probably because they're older and wanted to do something else.  But the junk mail comes nonetheless.

Anyway, Mother shows me that this brochure contains a deal to go to the Gulf of Mexico.  She asks me -- and I want to point out that she only asked me -- if it is true that airfare for two to go there is $199 and why is there four bullet points showing a range of dates.  I confirmed to her that the $199 fare is true, and I told her that those bullet points are ranges from which Father and she could take a Thursday-to-Sunday trip.  I don't what the fascination was, but for the first time in years, it appeared as though Mother (and thus Father) wanted to take up this casino on this type of offer.  And they did; yesterday afternoon I looked through their e-mail (I have their e-mail in case something important comes in while they're trekking the globe) and they booked this trip to a casino at the Gulf of Mexico some time in October.

So at dinner last night Mother was happy and she thanked me for her help.  No, she didn't.  She started yelling at me: "Why didn't you tell we weren't going to Mexico?"

They're going to a casino in Biloxi, Mississippi, which is right on the Gulf of Mexico.  Because it said so, right there.

What.  The.  Fuck.

And once again she accused me of not reading something as closely as she thought I could even though I have no idea what her addled brain could twist from the series of English words she doesn't understand.  There's no way to back out of it now, so they're going to make the most of it and rent a car to head off to New Orleans.  Not a bad idea.  I just hope they don't get murdered by racist Southerners when they thought they were going down to Mexico.

That woman. ...