Jim mentioned that one of his colleagues was at jury duty about a week and a half ago, and she met someone who knows me from a summer camp that I used to work at. Jim doesn’t actually know who it is, though.

  1. Is he a radiologist? One of my students is now a radiologist at UCSD.
  2. Oh, wait, do you need to be a US citizen to be called for jury duty?
  3. Is [the radiologist] the student from [name of country] whose mother is from Ohio?
  4. Maybe some other doctor at UCSD? I think I know a gastroenterologist? [My summer camp friend on the east coast] says we know an ENT.
  5. Not a doctor?
  6. Postdoc doing biotech stuff? Has a Scandinavian-sounding name?
  7. Does he work in embedded systems? Writes software for a company that manufactures a toilet snake that runs Linux?
  8. Have some sort of generic white-guy name that starts with M? Matt, Martin, Mark? Something like that?
  9. OH! I know who it must be. He works at the same place as [the spouses of a few other people who we work with]!

For being a city with over a million people, San Diego is almost as much of a small town as Knoxville was. And math is a small world.