Sconnie
18th June 2009, 08:27
My name is Alice Smith and I was sitting in a waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist when 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 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, 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 1975, Why do you ask?
“You were in my class” I exclaimed
He looked at me closely, then, that UGLY, OLD, BALD, WRINKLED, FATASS, GREY-HAIRED, DECREPIT, OLD SON-OF-A-Bitch asked.
“What did you teach?”
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 1975, Why do you ask?
“You were in my class” I exclaimed
He looked at me closely, then, that UGLY, OLD, BALD, WRINKLED, FATASS, GREY-HAIRED, DECREPIT, OLD SON-OF-A-Bitch asked.
“What did you teach?”