Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking,
surely I can’t look that old?
Well, You’ll love this one!
My name is Alice and I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist.
I noticed his DDS Diploma, which bore his first name.
Suddenly, I remembered a tall, handsome, dark haired boy with the same name had been in my High School class some 30- odd years ago.
Could he be the same guy that I had a secret crush on, way back then?
Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought.
This balding, gray haired man with deeply lined face was way too old to have been my classmate, after he examined my teeth, I asked him if he attended Morgan Park High School.
“Yes, yes I did. I’m a Mustang!” He gleamed with pride.
“When did you graduate?” I asked?
He answered, in 1975. Why do you ask?
“You were in my class!” I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely.
Then that ugly, old, bald, wrinkled, gray haired, decrepit, son of a ***** asked…
“What did you teach????”