Don’t Jest About The Nest

(My dad and I are on the way to the local supermarket, and are waiting at a stoplight. My dad spots a building with large panels on the roof. We are currently standing in a decent-sized crowd.)

Dad: “What are those panels on that building?”

Me: “It kind of looks like they’re solar panels. They seem to be absorbing sunlight, I guess.”

Dad: *ominous voice* “Or maybe they’re fending off aliens!”

Me: *pauses* “What?”

Dad: *continues* “Or, maybe they’re bringing aliens here!”

(A man in front of us turns around to give my dad an odd look.)

Me: *sarcastically* “Yes, that is definitely it.”

Dad: *now shouting* “I knew it! They’re coming for us!”

Me: *playing along* “Why that one particular building?”

Dad: *shouting* “It’s the nest! The aliens are building a nest!”

(The group of people are now staring at us.)

Me: *playing along and laughing* “Well, those panels seem to be right in direct sunlight, so the aliens should be here soon.”

Dad: “Of course! Run! Aliens! The Nest! Run for your life!”

(The light changes, and everyone hurriedly runs across the street, leaving me and my hysterical dad on the other end of the sidewalk.)

Dad: “Ooh, that was fun!”

Me: “I love it when you do that.”