Buggy Wars Part 2

My next buggy story is about the difference between female pushers and male pushers.
Where the females are more aggressive with their buggies: 'make way for me' 'let me off the bus' 'let me on the bus' 'you can't come on the bus', the males appear much more relaxed 'hey take your time' 'I will take my time' 'look at me, man with a baby' 'hey look I pay for my baby's life'.
Both male and female when boarding this bus with their push-chairs are needing to go somewhere...

...Female's somewhere is: East Street, Morrisons, Elephant & Castle or St Thomas Hospital...

...Male's somewhere is: somewhere with the Laydaiiiesss....*wink*

It was about a month ago, I was sitting in my usual seat - the ones facing in the opposite direction that the bus is travelling in -  and reading my book. The bus had seemed to stop to let someone on for a long time so I glanced up to the rear entrance of the bus. Slowly the front wheels of a buggy lifted up onto the bus and gradually made its way on. An adorable mixed race small boy was the passenger and a few people turned to smile at him, nudging each other. Then the driver of the buggy appeared, sauntering on to the bus with that all too familiar 'limp', jeans beneath his bum, a tight white vest and a cool grin on his face.

 Glancing around the bus as he got on smiling at all the ladies, he parked his buggy into the bay and limped to the nearest seat, which happened to be behind his buggy.
He has sat next to a young attractive lady who was talking to her friend on her phone. He could not stop looking at her, and from looking at her he would glance towards his baby. When the young woman ended her call strait away he shot her a sideways grin and mad a comment to her. She seemed to reply with a polite grin in the direction of the buggy so I could only guess that he was announcing that the child was his, for what reason I did not know. Failing to impress the lady, she disembarked at the next stop.
Spread across the 2 seats he continued to grin to the passengers of the bus whilst his son was waving his hands to the wall opposite him. The guy had seen me looking at his son smiling, so he decided to shoot his grins in my direction. Realising that I was obviously encouraging him I returned to reading my book.
Getting no attention from the seat he was sitting in, he decided to move to the seat next to his son and play with him. This seat now also happened to be opposite 2 attractive females who had been previously watching his son but where now in their own conversation.
Whilst appearing to play with his son (using his hands to play with him but never looking at him yet the bus around him), but obviously unsatisfied with the lack of attention him and his son were getting he began to move his head from side to side desperately trying to get into the eye sight of the girls opposite. I had never seen someone act so obviously. Finally succeeding and getting the girls attention, which admittedly was extremely hard for the girl not to notice him, he started to lick his lips and pout  at them. Slightly shocked one of the girl tried to ignore what she had just seen and tried to focus solely on her friend who was deep in conversation.
Realising that he had slightly lost the girls focus he stared to point at his baby and then to her, appearing to ask a question, I lowered my book and focused on the situation in front of me. This time the girl could not ignore him

'erm sorry what?' she asked politely

'wud you like one?' he asked casually yet excited in his communication with her

'erm, maybe one day...' she replied with a very confused look on her face and probably not impressed with the inappropriate question he had just asked her

'yeeee? (chuckles) how you doin gurl? whats yur name?', and there it was, I couldn't believe it, he had used his baby as a conversation starter (if you could call it that) with the girl on the bus.

This time the girl went back to ignoring him and back to the conversation with her friend, who had not seemed to stop talking throughout this time.
This did not seem to faze the 'smooth' guy as he was now producing his phone from his pocket and motion it towards the girl, I presume to ask for her number.
This time the girl was having none of it and ignored the guy as much as she could with a worried smile on her face to her friend. The guy seemed to persist with his phone, so with that the girls jumped off at the next stop.
Without looking around the bus, he put the phone back in his pocket and continued to grin around the bus whilst playing with his son, still with out eye contact.

At East Street the guy pushed the button and limped off the bus, slowly departing from the rear exit as he did before. I watched him stand on the side of the pavement, as if to scout out his next prey. After a few seconds I watched him push his buggy towards a group of girls on a bench outside Morrisons, as the bus pulled away.

I returned to my book and as I begun to start my next chapter I realised we had had our No12 preacher join our journey and was conducting us all into the Lords Prayer.

'OUR FATHER......'