Forget your old ways. The idea of having your buddy go with you to talk to a girl and/or her friends is outdated. Consider instead, the Wing(wo)man.
I witnessed this new concept in two different contexts this past Saturday night, one on my behalf and one on behalf of a girl we were with that night.
First, on my behalf this was how the wing(wo)man worked: There was a cute girl not too far from where we had chosen to put out the vibe. Ignore the post last week about talking to that girl, I have reverted to the ways of simple regret in my inability to approach the fairer gender. Though, in my defense, this girl clearly had a boyfriend. What do you ask would make me so sure of this? Nothing more than the touchy feely groping they let us enjoy free of charge...oh, and the kissing. Apparently my friends were oblivious to these goings on as they were trying to convince me that he was some schmuck (I knew that part!) who was anything but her boyfriend. Cue the Wing(wo)man. This girl just sauntered over to the object of my attention and her friends and probed, "I was wondering if you are dating someone." She replied that she is and the Wing(wo)man laughed a bit with the crowd before casually returning with the news.
A Wingman would have gone with me to chat her up a bit allowing my dignity to slip away with each passing moment as the rejection increased ever so exponentially. My Wing(wo)man prevented any such build up.
The Flip Side:
Time had come for the reality of the situation. It is always easier to act on behalf of someone else. I am on board with this ideal. Even I could most likely talk to a girl in a bar as long as I was doing so as agent for a friend. If I am setting them up for a friend to knock them down, the tables have turned. It is always more difficult to do it for yourself. My Wing(wo)man exhibited this Saturday. After she had saved any embarrassment I would have encountered had I actually ever planned on talking to that girl, she picked a guy out for herself. And never one to let an opportunity to slide, I took full advantage of ragging on her for holding up the wall when she could be over there talking to him. Instead of her making her move, another friend went into action. My Wing(wo)man had a Wing(wo)man (hereinafter Wing(wo)man2) of her own. What a concept! So Wing(wo)man2 goes to work and comes back after a bit and says, "Get over there, he wants to meet you." Incredible!
A guy and his Wingman would approach a girl in hopes of success. A girl sends her Wing(wo)man in ahead of time to preempt any rejection. The efficiency is mind boggling.
Go to the bar with your buddies, but never be too far from your Wing(wo)man. I am a believer.
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