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?”