Old classmates

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN GUILTY OF LOOKING AT OTHERS YOUR OWN AGE AND THINKING, SURELY I CAN'T LOOK THAT OLD.

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 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.







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???