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?”