Our family usually goes on a fishing trip about twice a year in the White Mountains of eastern Arizona. This year, I thought we should go midweek. But my father turned over reservations duties to my brother for some inexplicable reason. Suddenly we're going over a weekend. it gets crowded over there. And we're staying at an entirely different town because everything was full. Well, this was not what I agreed to and I have decided not to go. Now everyone's mad at me. And I'm still not going.