Old Age

Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking, surely I can’t look that old.   Well . . . you’ll love this one.

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?

Upon seeing him, 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, ‘in 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 blanketedy blank asked,  ‘what did you teach???

13 thoughts on “Old Age

  1. Dear Paul,

    HAHAHAHAhahahaha,……

    Another great one!,.. thanks.

    I always enjoy the jokes you take a little time to find and post here,… a little laughter each day does the soul a lot of good!

    JD – US Marines – What’s funny for us older folks,… is seeing now,.. those people who thought they were the cat’s-meow back in high school. Most of them now look like they were run down by the Old-Fat-Bald-Triplechin truck,.. which then backed up over them several times before fleeing the scene!.

    .

    1. I can not speak for the soul but I know for sure it aids the immune system and will heal just about any illness in less time. That was proven in a hospital with I Love Lucy in a control group post surgical. Three groups;
      watched Lucy
      watched non humor
      saw nothing.

      The Lucy group healed much faster and went home earlier.

      Good ole Lucy.

      1. First I have to get my license… to get my license. Then I’m ‘allowed’ to fish, Paul.

        That’s what they tell me, anyway.

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