When I get to Waterloo on my way home, bump into the lesbian Community Support Officer who I used to go for cigarette breaks with. We walk to our usual spot and she tells me the latest.
She coaches teenagers football, and up until Christmas had been dating one of the girls Mums. She ended up going for a take away round their's last Friday and the teenager walked in on them kissing in the kitchen. The 16 year old went for the officer, right hooked to the face and then tried to choke her.
....................................................................................................................................................................On the train home, Caucasian girl who I can only assume is called Shaniqua talking to friend about how another girl borrowed her jacket and ripped it, and how she's not going to talk to her for tiiiime. Her father then calls and it becomes apparent he doesn't believe she's on the train. She eventually gets a fellow passenger to speak on the phone and tell her father that is in fact where she is. He is still unconvinced. The 'Dad, I''m on the train' is repeated again and again till an old man shouts 'WE ALL KNOW YOU'VE BEEN ON THE TRAIN FOR HALF AN HOUR.'Sniggers all over the show. 'Alright Dad, I've got to go, some arrogant, c***- old man is having a go at me...' Laughing stops.
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In other news, I got a cheap opening night ticket to go see Richard the III with Kevin Spacey, directed by Sam Mendes. Only got one ticket, and there'll be a pillar in the way but I don't care.
I've spent the rest of my concious hours, for reasons that I can't disclose, trying to find out where I can hire a chinook.
Boyfriend has a big tomorrow, finger crossing x
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