{"id":960,"date":"2010-10-19T04:00:00","date_gmt":"2010-10-19T08:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=960"},"modified":"2016-05-11T08:01:56","modified_gmt":"2016-05-11T12:01:56","slug":"avoidance-of-pretentiousness-or-what","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=960","title":{"rendered":"Avoidance of Pretentiousness or What?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I was speaking with a friend, as well as my partner and my brother about a situation that came up recently.  I was invited to an evening event that is being held in an upscale hotel&#8217;s penthouse that has a commanding view of the city of Washington, DC.&nbsp; The event begins with cocktails, and is followed by dinner.&nbsp; It begins &#8220;around&#8221; 7:30pm&#8230; with no stated end-time.&nbsp; My partner was included (as in, &#8220;you may bring your spouse or &#8216;significant other&#8217;.&#8221;)&nbsp; The dress code is &#8220;jacket &amp; tie.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>When I received the invitation, I read though it and then rolled my eyes.&nbsp; This event should be something I should attend, as it as to do with my new job.&nbsp; It would give me an opportunity to &#8220;meet the team.&#8221;&nbsp; However, it is being held in a place that is far away, late at night, in what, to me, is a pretentious atmosphere.<\/p>\n<p>That is, I assert that events such as I described where people dress up to attend, that they are dressing to play a part, and the part that they play is not really who they are.&nbsp; Thus, they are pretending&#8230; &#8220;putting on airs&#8221; &#8230; and perhaps showing off.&nbsp; <i>I detest this kind of stuff<\/i>.<\/p>\n<p>As I was reading the invitation, my stomach was tightening into knots.&nbsp; It really was making me a bit ill even to think about having to go to the event.&nbsp; But&#8230; it&#8217;s for the new job, so I would have to buck up, get over my reluctance to attend, suit up, and join the party.&nbsp; I would have to go alone, since my partner absolutely, positively, would not go with me (and I wouldn&#8217;t force the issue).<\/p>\n<p>However, then I realized that the date of the event is one day after I am scheduled to have my hernia repaired.&nbsp; There&#8217;s no way that I could drive all the way across town to an event that runs late into the night when I am just recovering from surgery.&nbsp; Surely, the new boss will understand that!&nbsp; (He did.)<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, I feel that I am quite in the minority when it comes to events like this.&nbsp; Most people would jump at the chance to go to this venue, and be wined and dined in such an upscale atmosphere.&nbsp; Am I alone in feeling repulsed by this?<\/p>\n<p>The timing of these things is about as follows:&nbsp; &#8220;starting at 7:30pm&#8221; means that the &#8220;fashionably late&#8221; time to arrive is 8:00 to 8:30pm&#8230; with an hour of drinking alcohol (which I don&#8217;t) until about 9:30pm, then dinner with stuff I can&#8217;t eat&#8230; estimating the event ending about midnight, followed by an hour&#8217;s drive home.<\/p>\n<p>How does one tell the new boss that he turns into a pumpkin at 9pm?&nbsp; Or tell him that he can&#8217;t eat what likely will be served? (don&#8217;t tell me, &#8220;share your diet restrictions.&#8221; Believe me, that doesn&#8217;t work.) &#8230; or that I don&#8217;t drink alcohol, including wine (which makes me physically ill)&#8230; so &#8220;have plenty of water?&#8221;&nbsp; <i>Yeah, right<\/i>.<\/p>\n<p>Do men who dress up in a suit and tie escorting their lovely (female) spouses dressed in a nice dress to events like this behave differently compared with men who, for example, show up at a buddy&#8217;s house in comfortable clothes to watch a football game?&nbsp; I contend that they do&#8230; and further, much of the behavior in such costume is pretentious.<\/p>\n<p>I could be wrong, and would invite comments to disabuse me of that notion.<\/p>\n<p>Meanwhile, I&#8217;m just hangin&#8217; out in jeans, leather, and boots.<\/p>\n<p>Life is short:&nbsp; be who you are, not something you&#8217;re pretending to be.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was speaking with a friend, as well as my partner and my brother about a situation that came up recently. 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