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"