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???