WERE YOU IN MY CLASS???
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 SMITH AND 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, GREY-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 1959. WHY DO YOU ASK?"
"YOU WERE IN MY CLASS!", I EXCLAIMED.
HE LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY. THEN, THAT UGLY, OLD, BALD
WRINKLED, FAT,
GRAY, DECREPIT SON-OF-A-BITCH ASKED, "WHAT DID YOU
TEACH?"
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