School Classmates

[Mt.crewchief]

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 on the wall, which bore his full 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 the deeply lined face was way too old to have been my classmate.

after he examined my teeth, i asked him if he had 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 faced,

fat-assed,

gray-haired,

decrepit

son-of-a-bitch

asked,

'what did you teach???