There’s something special I really love about Facebook and social media: I can connect with all of the people I went to high school with years ago. However, that’s not the only thing I like about it. I can also congratulate myself on all of the bullets I dodged, and by that, I mean the romantic relationships that didn’t work out. What I’ve learned is that some of the young men who broke my tender young heart are not men I’d have liked to have spent my life with if their social media is an accurate depiction of who they are. I’m not just talking about their appearance, although I’ve been surprised by how some of them turned out. Of course, they may be saying the same thing about me. But it’s also other fundamental differences. For example, some are very different from me politically and I can’t help but be thankful for those unanswered prayers. The lady in the joke below can relate to that in a way. She met her high school crush in a very unlikely place: her dental office. However, it didn’t go quite how she thought it would go. Enjoy!
My name is Alice Smith and I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his diploma, which had 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 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.’ he gleamed with pride.
‘When did you graduate?’ I asked.
He answered, ‘In 1967. Why do you ask?’
‘You were in my class!’ I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely. Then, that ugly, old, bald, wrinkled, fat, gray-haired man asked, ‘What did you teach?’
