My name is alice smith and i was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist when 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 30-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 a deeply lined face was way too old to have been my classmate.
After he examined my teeth, i asked him if he had attended fairview high school .
‘Yes. Yes, i did. I’m a bulldog,’ 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, this ugly, old, bald, wrinkled, fat ass, grey-haired, decrepit son-of-a-bitch asked, ‘what did you teach?’