by Diane on July 22, 2011
I attended a charity event in Beverly Hills hosted in the beautiful home of the adult child of a well-known and respected entertainment industry celebrity. Our host was pleasant and diminutive -- physically and in terms of accomplishments, except having being born to the right parent.
The event was exquisitely planned and started with ample drink and appetizers being served as people milled about while a tall and beautiful Norwegian goddess sang sultry jazz standards. It would have been difficult not to be impressed and our host had a well-deserved measure of pride as he took the microphone at the conclusion of a tune. Standing next to that blonde, I have to admit he looked a bit like an oompa loompa without the orange skin.
At any rate, he introduced our worthy cause and, as he concluded his remarks, graciously thanked us for coming . Right then, and for no apparent reason, that beautiful blonde singer leaned over and gave him a little cutesy pat on the top of his head. Seldom has a more emasculating gesture been delivered. Our host stood for a befuddled second before mumbling something and stumbling off to the nearest dark corner.
How rude is that?
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"Hospitality is making your guests feel at home, even if you wish they were."