Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking, "Surely I can't look that old?" Read on:
I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his DDS diploma 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 40-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. Hmmm...or could he????
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 1969. Why do you ask?"
"You were in my class!" I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely. Then that ugly, old, wrinkled son-of-a-bitch asked, "What did you teach?"
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