Not the Oldest Brandon?

For those of you out of the loop, the "B." stands for "awesome". But also, it stands for "Brandon", which, let's face it, is a young person's name.

I mean, seriously, have you met an older person named Brandon? Have you? I certainly hadn't. Until today.

I was working in the book store, minding my own business, when this elderly gentleman and his wife approached me. A crooked smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Brandon, is it?" - my name being pinned to my dapper company vest - "That's a good name. A solid name."

"Yes it is," I replied.

"It's mine too," the old man said.

And I swear, I nearly slapped him across the face, and called him a liar.

This guy? A "Brandon"? No way in hell. I'm the oldest Brandon, dammit! There are no older Brandon's than me!

But, as his wife was swift to confirm, his name was, in fact, Brandon. Thus, I am lead to two cof two conclusions.

Conclusion one: this guy's parents could foresee the future, and knew that one day, Brandon's would rule the earth, and named their son accordingly.

Conclusion two: I have come back in time to subtly warn me about the dangers of trying to gather every single Brandon in existence, so that we may take over the world.

Your thoughts would be appreciated.