You're how old? Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking, "Surely I can't look that old!"
Well, you are gonna love this one. I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist when I noticed his diploma hanging on the wall. It bore his full name and I suddenly remembered a tall, handsome dark-haired boy with the same name. He had been in my high school class some 40-odd years before and I wondered if he could be the same guy I had a secret crush on way back then??
When I got into the treatment room I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was much too old to have been my secret crush.. or was he???
After he examined my teeth I asked if he had attended Morgan Park High School.
"Yes, I did. I'm a Mustang!" He said, gleaming with pride.
"When did you graduate?" I asked.
"1959. Why do you ask?" He answered.
"Well, you were in my class!" I exclaimed.
Then that ugly, old wrinkled SOB asked, "What did you teach?"
Well, you are gonna love this one. I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist when I noticed his diploma hanging on the wall. It bore his full name and I suddenly remembered a tall, handsome dark-haired boy with the same name. He had been in my high school class some 40-odd years before and I wondered if he could be the same guy I had a secret crush on way back then??
When I got into the treatment room I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was much too old to have been my secret crush.. or was he???
After he examined my teeth I asked if he had attended Morgan Park High School.
"Yes, I did. I'm a Mustang!" He said, gleaming with pride.
"When did you graduate?" I asked.
"1959. Why do you ask?" He answered.
"Well, you were in my class!" I exclaimed.
Then that ugly, old wrinkled SOB asked, "What did you teach?"
5 comments:
Hahahahaha your right Mom 45 were all guilty I guess,.' Teresa & I were out for a quick bite,so we were in the dining room of a palce we like down here,...and there is a pub upstairs,....(we used to go to the pub,same food ,noisier,but seemed like the thing to do),....but everyone I watched go upstairs didn't look old enough to get in the pub,........So I guess that's the reverse of your your story,....but same idea........hahahaha or when we see others our age and think (I don't don't look that old,do I........hahahaha Lifes a ball,isn't it??
Les_F That cartoon just made my day....... Haven't been able to log on all afternoon, keep getting "can't find that page" or some similar message. Thought to myself, "Self, perhaps they got up went somewhere and didn't invite me...... " So darn good thing I finally was able to get in cause I don't want to be banned to the place where deleted egos go. Cheers.
Glitches all day ,your right Mom,.....but stick with it ,it should clear up,although it's is annoying all these msn mystery's,.... I have the same difficulties todays as well,........maybe msn diverts it's services to other agency's?? but this is the times when alot of messages disappear,.....not always ,but periodically,..... As Kungfu always says,..........Hang Tough
Howdya like this one. For years I was taking a drug for Rheumatoid arthritis that could cause blindness as a side effect. The Rheumatologist insisted I go an for eye examination every six months. The elderly eye doctor jumped on me for wasting his time. He said, "You've been taking this drug for years. If it was going to cause blindness, that would have happened by now. My specialist said, "Never mind him. If you go blind it's me that's liable, not him." Next time I went for a test there was a pleasant young doctor who did the test without a word. Since my mouth was empty and my foot wasn't doing anything, I said, "It's a pleasure to meet you. That other old bugger is as mean as a troll." He said, "That's my Father." Ed
Ed. That is a good one about the eye Dr. I worked for the local phone company for over 20 years here in Vancouver, Washington. I had a so called run in with "an old codger" many times, and I was always nice, but he was probably one of the most foul mouthed people and most miserable to boot. There was a telphone box on the corner of his property and any time I was there he would run out and rip me up one side and down the other. I had not been back to that property for a good year. One day I went there and he came out again and was fairly nice. He was talking to me and mentioned "this other guy" that was always there working on the phone box, and he said he just could not stand the guy, because he was so rude and he rub him the wrong way. I said I knew who he was talking about, and that I could not stand the guy myself. Little did he know I was talking about myself. After that
I would go back, and although he was not what you would call nice, his didn't act as angry anymore. Winston Allison
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