My name is sally scott and i was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his dental diploma, which bore his full name.

Suddenly, i remembered a tall, handsome, dark haired boy with the same name had been in my secondary school class some 40-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, grey haired man with the deeply lined face was far too old to have been my classmate. After he examined my teeth, i asked him if he had attended rangeworthy court school .

'yes, yes i did. I'm a ranger! ' he beamed with pride.

'when did you leave to go to college?' i asked

he answered, in 1966. Why do you ask?

'you were in my class!' i exclaimed.

He looked at me closely.

Then that ugly,

old,

bald,

wrinkled,

fat arsed,

grey haired,

decrepit,

b*st*rd asked.....









'what did you teach?'