I am 14 years old, at home with my parents on a weekend. It’s evening time and our house phone rings. My dad answers, and it’s my uncle. 

He tells my dad that he saw me at the local walmart earlier that day. He speaks to me but I seem dodgy, avoiding him, and wouldn’t speak back. Basically like I was being sneaky and wasn’t supposed to be there, without my parents. He was calling to snitch on me pretty much. 

My dad tells him I’ve literally been in the house the entire day and it wasn’t me.

This starts a tongue-in-cheek joke in our family that my Dad has a kid out there somewhere.