A based-on-real-events overheard conversation in D.C.:

Girl 1: Did you like the movie? I thought it was fun, but I didn’t like the ending?
Girl 2: Yeah, the ending was, like, too depressing for me. But the characters were really likable so…
Girl 1: It’s still early? Let’s get a drink? There’s this great bar a block away?
Girl 2: OK. I wonder if they have mojitos. I love mojitos so…
Girl 1: Yeah, I, like, totally love mojitos?
Girl 2: I wonder why I can’t just end a sentence. Why do I always trail off with so? So…
Girl 1: I don’t know? Why can’t I speak without turning everything into a question? It’s weird?
Girl 2: And annoying so…

What the hell, people! This is, like, totally going to ruin your day, but start listening for people who end their sentences with the word “so.” Or with an unnecessary inflection. It will drive you crazy.

A mom instructing her son to read a story about Judah from a leather-bound Bible. The Bible is in Latin and he’s translating slowly. She’s dowdy, with a big hat and pants and green clogs with purple socks. He’s in a navy blue suit. He struggles with a word and she threatens to call over dad, who’s been standing a few feet away looking half-asleep. “You’ve just been on the Internet,” the mom says. “Life isn’t just about being entertained. Now it’s time to buckle down and do some Latin. This is good for you.”

Man with foreign accent I couldn’t identify, speaking on his cell phone, Columbia Road and Euclid Street NW, last night:

“No my friend, I need Hillary Clinton—specifics. You are giving me Obama.”