Fwd: My Age? Hey, I'm still very young!

My Age? Hey, I'm still very young!

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.
 

 

I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his 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 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, 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 DAV Sr Secondary, Chandigarh.

 

"Yes. Yes, I did," he gleamed with pride.

"When did you graduate?" I asked.

 

He answered, "In 1975. Why do you ask?"

 

"You were in my class!", I exclaimed.

 

He looked at me closely. Then, that ugly, Old, Bald, Wrinkled, Fat A*s, Grey-haired, Decrepit son-of-a-bitch asked: "What did you teach???"

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         Mahesh

Fwd: Irritation, aggravation and frustration.

A boy asks his father to explain the differences among irritation,
aggravation, and frustration.

His father picks up the phone and dials a number at random. When the
phone is answered, he asks, "Can I speak to Bill, please?"

"No! There's no one called Bill here," says the person who answered
the phone.

His father hangs up. "That's irritation," he says.

He picks up the phone again, dials the same number, and asks for
Bill
a second time.

"No, there's no one here called Bill. Go away. If you call again I
shall telephone the police," the person says.

His father hangs up and says, "That's aggravation."

"Then what's frustration?" asks his son. The father picks up the
phone and dials the same number a third time.

"Hello, this is Bill. Have I received any phone calls?" he asks
casually.


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        ~Mahe.