So, today I was sitting in my Math 290 class, like I do every Mon. Wed. and Fri. from 12 -1. While listening to the lecture on how to prove if a limit is continuous on a function, the nice boy behind me ... let's call him Brad Smith ... kindly tells me that I can have some of his chocolate covered peanuts. So I turned and thanked him and ate some. He noted that they were extra good, and that they were from his Grandma, the conversation that followed went something like this...
(Side note, earlier last month, Brad had told me his Grandparents were from my home town...)
Me: Your Grandma from Idaho Falls?
... a little time passes...
Me: What are your Grandparent's last name?
Me: What is your Grandma's first name?
Brad: (I can't actually remember what he said her name was)
Me: Oh, ... What is your Grandpa's name?
Me: Is he alive.
.... Some more time passes.
Me: I'm pretty sure we are like second cousins or something.
Laughing from the surrounding listeners.
Brad: What is your Grandpa's name?
Brad: I'm positive we are related then.
Me: (showing Brad a picture) does your Grandpa look a lot like this?
Lots of laughing...
This laughing and exchange continued for a while.. and I also hear...
Brad: Wow, I'm kind of glad I didn't ask you on a date.
Well, the moral of the story is as follows: If your last name is Walker, or you know you have relatives with that name - be sure to compare family tree's before you consider seriously dating, because as Brad and I found out today - you just never know who is your cousin (Especially on BYU's campus!)