Not that old.......

 Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking, 

 "Surely I can't look that old!" 

 

 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 from 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 him... 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. 

 

 "1979. Why do you ask?" He answered. 

 

 "Well, you were in my class!" I exclaimed. 

 

 Then that ugly, old, wrinkled son of a bitch asked, "What did you teach?"