You know, I really did feel sorry for the poor guy... or at least I would have, if I wasn't laughing so hard!
Three students - two girls and a boy - were sitting at a table just in front of my desk, working on various assignments this afternoon. I was marking (grading!) math tests. I could hear the murmur of conversation, but wasn't really listening to what was being said. But all of a sudden my ears tuned in to this conversation:
Girl 1 and Girl 2: [incomprehensible chatter]
Boy: What are you talking about? Are you speaking another lanuage?
Girl 1: We're talking girl language.
Boy: It makes no sense!
Girl 2: It's perfect!
Boy: Oh brother.
Me (laughing): Oh, J, you'd better get used to that. You're going to be confused by girl language for many many years to come.
Boy: [sighs and slumps down in his seat.]