One evening, two girlfriends and I went to a nightclub, only to find the place packed with young people. At 50, we felt old, but before we could make a dignified exit, a tall, handsome man approached us.
"Perhaps we were being a little hasty in leaving," I thought.
Then with a big smile, the man extended his hand to one of my friends and said, "Hello. Remember me? You taught me in the third grade."
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