So, Like What Are You Studying?

OK, I’m an American. I’m certainly not ashamed to be American, in fact quite the opposite; but (better make that a capital HOWEVER) when I overhear goofballs like the pothead I endured while waiting for a tour at the Ten Boom Museum, I keep my nationality to myself.

You thought I was making this up?

The Ugly American recognized a woman who has been waiting near the museum door and greeted her. Their conversation drew my attention due to proximity, volume, and the record number of misuses of the word “like.” As embarrassing as it is, the conversation got to this point:

Euro: So like what are you studying?

UA: Well, like… um, I’m like studying… I’m studying like at hostels. I'm like sending my studies to my professor—like it’s independent study.

I could not get my notebook out fast enough so no telling what I missed between that and this:

Euro: What did you do yesterday?

UA: We went to like a bunch of coffeeshops and… yeah… kinda random.

Ya think?