Old classmates

[Dare]

 




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, 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 G! LEAMED 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 ASS,
 GRAY-HAIRED, DECREPIT SON-OF-A-BITCH ASKED, "WHAT DID YOU TEACH?"