I noticed his BDS degree 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 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 St Mary's high school.
"Yes. yes, I did" he gleamed with pride.
"When did you graduate?" I asked.
He answered "In 1984. Why do you ask?"
"You were in my class!!" I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely.
Then that
ugly,
old,
bald,
wrinkled faced,
gray-haired,
decrepit,
muppet
asked:
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