Wing Woman Lauren's Writings - Del Boy

Our relationship ended exactly a year ago, and we are to meet up
tomorrow to see how each other are getting on and to give back her
stuff. Lauren has met and is living with a guy now, I'm still teaching
and dating various girls.

So, to say a thank you to Lauren - from me, TonyT, I'm posting up her
field reports that she wrote for Sarge School, a year ago, when she was
our official boot camp wing woman.

Enjoy, and maybe learn a little...

"My friend and I were fortunate enough to find ourselves in a dark, sweaty and mildly aggressive club on Saturday night. Understandably there were very few women and we found ourselves the target of persistent male attention.

The approaches ranged from guys shouting  “smile” ( which I hate because it implies you look like a miserable bitch and its difficult to smile constantly without looking a bit simple), to guys grabbing our hands and asking us if we had been there before ( again which I feel is inappropriate - I don’t like being touched and I imagine most girls feel the same until you have had some interaction with a guy, plus its an unoriginal opener -  It makes you feel like an object) and the guy who stopped me and said " I imagine you get this all the time but are you  the daughter of Samantha Grey?"
I said " no,  I don’t get it all the time... is she famous and stunningly beautiful?”
 To which he replied “no she lives on the estate in Northwood she just looks like an older version of you.”
 
The only guy that caught my attention was a 40 year old Del boy hairdresser. I was struggling to fight my way to the bar and he said “your rubbish at getting served you need to be more assertive” I said “ I know, I'm too polite, someone pushes in front of me and I apologise for being in their way.” He said “you're obviously not from round here, for a small fee I’ll assist you in this matter.”  I liked that he took the initiative in the situation and was confident
 
He cleared the way to the bar then grabbed my hand and led me through. I said “I would buy you a drink but I only have £10 to last me the whole night cause I’ve spent all my wages on cheesy wotsits and scratch cards” He laughed (always laugh at girls jokes even if they are not funny!) and handed me a £20 note. He asked me to buy him and his friend a drink. I genuinely don’t mind if a guy buys me a drink if there is a reason or we have spoken previously. I find it weird if a guy offers to buy me a drink that I have had no conversation with. In buying us a drink it bought him time. My friend and I would have looked rude if we just ran off and therefore we felt slightly obliged to speak to him for a few moments.

He told me he was a hairdresser with his own salon. He spoke passionately and enthusiastically about his job. I found this attractive. The fact that he ran his own business and had a talent drew me in. He told me he worked primarily with women and he understood them. Girls like to hear this. 

He asked why I had moved to this area and I told him to guess, he suggested it was because I had committed a terrible crime and I was on the run, or that I had heard that this bar was so amazing that I wanted to be within 10 minutes of it at all times. I liked his humour. I find it  important. He then guessed the real reason. He asked me personal questions in a way that didn’t seem intrusive. He listened to me and sympathised. I felt that he had gained a connection in a short amount of time.

Girls like to confide in people and sometimes it’s easier when you don’t know them. He quickly built up comfort and security within those few minutes. I felt that I could trust him. Whilst I was bearing my soul my friend was frantically making faces at me as his mate bored her to tears with the intricacies of his IT job.  She made an excuse and dragged me away. He didn’t try to persuade me to stay he didn't seem desperate, he didn't ask for my number and mouthed to me we’ll talk later about this.
 
We didn’t see him again but he stood out as the only guy that night that I would have considered seeing again."
Lauren