Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking surely you don’t look that old? Well . . . this might tickle your fancy.
A woman sat in the reception room of a new dentist awaiting her first appointment. She noticed the dental diploma bore the dentist’s full name and suddenly she remembered a tall, handsome, dark-haired boy with the same name who had been in her high school senior class some 30-odd years ago. She wondered if they could be the same person.
Upon meeting the dentist she discarded the thought. The balding, grey-haired man with the deeply lined face was far too old to have been the boy she’d secretly had a crush on.
After having her teeth examined, curiosity got the better of her and she asked the dentist if he’d ever attended her old school.
When he replied, quite excitedly that he had, she asked what year he’d left. He gave her his answer and asked why she asked.
“You were in my class,” she exclaimed.
The dentist looked closely at her, then . . .
bastard asked . . .
“What did you teach?”