GETTING OLD
Added on: 23rd Apr 2016
RECENTLY DIVORCED,
I MOVED BACK TO MY HOME TOWN
HOPING TO START OVER AGAIN.
A FEW WEEKS LATER,
WHILE MAKING A DENTIST APPOINTMENT,
I WAS SURPRISED TO SEE I RECOGNIZED
THE DENTIST’S NAME AS A GOOD LOOKING
BOY FROM MY HIGH SCHOOL 20 YEARS AGO.
HOWEVER, UPON WALKING INTO
THE DENTIST’S OFFICE,
I QUICKLY REALIZED HE MUST
BE SOMEONE ELSE.
HE WAS BALD,
HAD A BIG BEER BELLY
AND LOOKED A LOT OLDER THAN ME.
JUST TO BE SURE THOUGH,
ON MY WAY OUT I ASKED HIM
IF HE WENT TO THE HIGH SCHOOL
THAT I HAD ATTENDED.
“YEAH”, HE RESPONDED,
“I GRADUATED IN 91.”
“OH MY GOSH”,
I EXCITEDLY SAID
“YOU WERE IN MY CLASS.”
“REALLY”,
HE SAID THAT’S INTERESTING,
“WHAT CLASS DID YOU TEACH?”
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