Czech Mate
My Dad was obsessive about checking that the house (or car) was secure. Sometimes, he overdid it.
Dad: *Taps door handle.* “Check.”
Me: “Check.”
Dad: *Tap tap tap.* “Check, check, check.”
Me: “Check.”
Dad: “Check.”
Me: “Check.”
Dad: “Check?”
Me: “Slovak.”
Dad: “Slovak?!?”
Me: “You kept saying ‘Czech’.”
Dad: *Eyeroll.*
