What did you teach?
Here’s a joke I came across:
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 Smith and I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his DDS Diploma, 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 almost 40 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 grey-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 1969. Why do you ask?”
“You were in my class!” I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely. Then, that ugly, old, bald, wrinkled, fat, grey-haired, decrepit son-of-a-bitch asked,
“What did you teach?”