Seeing a hawk shred a kite would have been worth the loss of the kite. It would have been even better if the kite had been shredded by a kite (a bird of prey).
A friend and I, both college-educated engineers, saw a UFO one evening over Lake Erie. It was doing all kinds of impossible maneuvers. I got suspicious when we disagreed on what it was doing, so I took a bearing with my phone and found it wasn’t moving at all — it was Venus, like most UFOs. The cloudless sky had no reference points for judging motion. We had a good laugh about it, but I realized how easily some less-astute observer could have been sure it was a UFO.
A grocery shopper was complaining to a friend how hard it is to open those bags. The friend said to use the mister in the produce department. So the shopper goes to the produce department, finds someone stocking the shelves, and says, “Hey, mister, help me open this bag.”
The bank in my neighborhood asks people to remove their masks so the camera can get a picture, then put them back on. This all happens in the locked vestibule so if you don’t comply, you don’t get in.
This is the third-most-common cliche since I started keeping track four years ago. The top two are aliens and psychiatrists. The desert island used to be second, but the psychiatrists have come up a lot in the last year or so and overtaken it.
I’ve always assumed that when my dogs yip in their sleep it means they’re dreaming of barking.