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?

As soon as I saw him in person, 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, '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

slob

asked,

'what did you teach?'