I Want To Be A SocialitePosted: November 16, 2012 | |
General/Spy King David Petraeus, certainly puts everything he’s got into expressing his appreciation for authors, doesn’t he?
Now that we’ve got that joke out of the way, let’s move on.
There’s one positive that I’m taking from this “General/Biographer, alleged sex, alleged threatening e-mails to socialite who allegedly e-mailed another General (with a shirtless FBI agent thrown in to make it interesting)” situation. That one positive is that I’m glad to see the return of the word “socialite” to the public eye.
I’ve often wondered about socialites. Who are they? How do they get that gig? I decided to look into the matter.
I looked into it by consulting the oracle of all things – Wikipedia:
A socialite participates in social activities and spends a significant amount of time entertaining and being entertained at fashionable events attended by others of similar standing.
Being a socialite doesn’t seem like such a bad deal. I think I want to be one.
Some of you are thinking that I can’t be a socialite because I’m a guy. Sure, most people who the socialite term is connected to look better in a dress than I do. However, Wikipedia does not say anything about gender qualifying or disqualifying someone for the job. Socialite does not seem to be a gender specific term. I think I’m as entitled to the position as much as anyone else is.
I am entitled to earn the position. Earn it, I will.
My Qualifications Match The Job Description
“A socialite participates in social activities…”
My life is not a perpetual party. I’d happily get involved in social activities. Additionally, I’ve been a participant throughout my life. I have Honorable Mention ribbons to prove my commitment to participation.
“…spends a significant amount of time entertaining…”
I don’t spend much time entertaining. Entertaining sounds fun, I think I’d be good at throwing parties. The fact that I work for a living has curtailed my party planning. Work, work, work. I work weekdays. I work weekends.
But in the not so distant future, I will retire. Retirement will free up my suppressed party planning energy. With additional time available, I will be able to do things like buying beer and pizza. I’ll compile lists of people to invite to my events.
I’ll roam my parties, greeting and cutting up with my guests. Generally, I’ll be entertaining, but I won’t entertain Generals. Back off, Petraeus. Entertaining will take up a significant amount of time.
“…and being entertained at fashionable events…”
I like entertainment and being entertained. Music, yeah. Jokes, yeah. Entertainment, what’s not to like?
Fashionable. I think my friends can testify to my fashion sense.
“…attended by others of similar standing.”
Events that I attend are magnets for people who are a lot like me. Similar standing? Please. When I show up somewhere I know there will be other old coots like me there. We are social, we are entertained, and many of us can stand for the better part of the night.
Is There A Committee?
There’s no question that I am qualified to be a socialite. I’m just not sure who to apply to, or who to ask. If any of you know where I should go to start my career as a socialite, I’d appreciate your input.
If any of you should happen to see General Petraeus reading anything that I’ve written, please let me know so I can hide. I appreciate all my readers. Just not that guy.