“Can I tell you a joke?” he asked.
“Sure,” I said, “Go for it.”
“Why are they chopping trees down in front of the bank?”
“I don’t know,” I said, smiling, “Why are they chopping trees down in front of the bank?”
“They’re closing the branches,” he said.
I laughed, in that polite way you do at a joke like that. I mean bless him it was 95% of the way there - if he’d said ‘cutting’ instead of ‘closing’ it would have been serviceable, but I still say 10/10 for effort. And also 10/10 for making me want to laugh, which I still think matters!
Actually, that is the secret sauce of Dad Jokes isn’t it? Yeah the joke I’m about to launch into is terrible, yeah it barely makes sense, and yeah it’s cheesier than a Gorgonzola, but I know that and I’m still going to try and make you laugh! That’s good dadding I reckon.
And that’s why I laughed and said, “Good one!” I had appreciated the thought process that went in to cheering me up, the joy of it and the fun. And weirdly, that’s what made me laugh I suppose.
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