That's kind of dad to actually wait for me on the platform, I thought to myself. I gave him a little wave and he practically stared right through me. "Dad!!!" I don't remember him having one of those flasher looking trenchcoats.... Why isn't he saying anything? "Er. hell-llllo Dad! Can't you recognise your own daughter!?" Oh shit! That's not my dad. That's a white dude in a dodgy flasher mac with glasses. F*ck knows how I managed to mistake him for my dad....
Do you have any idea what it's like to have to turn around and walk back down the platform, no doubt with the onlookers wondering why the strange black girl in the FMB's that are killing her feet and have her walking funny is calling a strange man her dad and is now muttering expletives to herself in embarrassment.
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