A newcomer to success; being new to wealth, and having relatively little culture, he spends it without caution or prudence, often with a penchant for the very modern or
fashionable. Essentially he begins to do all the things he thinks a wealthy person ought to do, and in the process draws a lot of attention to himself.
He is easily told apart from those more accustomed to affluence by his preference for brand new, convertible German sports cars, and frequenting expensive, highly-visible chic cafeterias for lunch. Everything he wears is brand new. His taste in art is poor or lacking. He lacks essential
social graces and may have little or no sense of humour. Anyone caught being on the cellphone en route to the golf course is probably a JCL.
Essentially he remains a socialite, so he is likely to be seen amongst other JCLs and, when not
playing golf, an entourage of
young, good looking but always overdressed gold-digging women desperately trying to fall pregnant to him.
"So, the Vittoria for lunch?"
"I avoid that cafe, it's full of johnny come latelies."
"I must say, that entire shopping centre is the same. I saw this johnny come lately perusing the
jewelry store window while on his cellphone talking about golf"
"It's the suburb. Full of rich
youngsters and
soccer moms."
"I concur. Let's go to a bar downtown instead."
"Sweet. At least the women there want more than our wallets"
"I was thinking along similar lines."
"Let's not tell our wives"
"Let's not"