I’m a Schmoozer and I didn’t know it
Grandad August 15th, 2007
Apparently I’m a Schmoozer.
I didn’t know what a Schmoozer was until I looked it up.
schmooze or schmoose also shmooze
v.intr. To converse casually, especially in order to gain an advantage or make a social connection.
v.tr. To engage in schmoozing with
n. The act or an instance of schmoozing.
It seems innocuous enough. I don’t think I can be arrested for it, unless I overdo it.
Though I prefer the paragraph on Jefferson’s site -
“As it goes, Good schmoozers effortlessly weave their way in and out of the blogosphere, leaving friendly trails and smiles, happily making new friends along the way. They don’t limit their visits to only the rich and successful, but spend some time to say hello to new blogs as well. They are the ones who engage others in meaningful conversations, refusing to let it end at a mere hello - all the while fostering a sense of closeness and friendship.â€?
Anyway, Jefferson has nominated me for a Schmoozer Award …
I am flattered. Thank you, Jefferson.
Of course I have to nominate others. That is the power vested in me now. I have to be careful as absolute power corrupts.
In no particular order:
Going Like Sixty - who never is at a loss for words.
Doc’s Place - Because he adopted me [how schmoozy can you get?].
Bertie’s 3rd Nipple - Who always has a wise crack. But with a name like that…..
Robert - Who haunts the blogosphere like a spectre, waiting to pounce.
Primal Sneeze - Just because.
There are loads of others, but I can’t fit yiz all in.
Next time maybe?
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Well deserved!
Soon you will have to add an Awards page to your Blog! How many is it now?
Remember to dust them daily.
I shmooze for a living, seriously it’s what I do. Well done n that…
Grannymar - I’m waiting for the Oscar and the Pulitzer first.
Manuel - Actually, you were next on my list, but as a professional, you’re disqualified.
If only I could shmooze my way into a new job!
Thanks for the nomination
When you go for an interview, just show them the award. They will be sooooo impressed!
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Sniffle…. I gratefully accept this award. I’d like to thank …. my agent…. my parents without them I wouldn’t be here and finally, I’d like to thank God…… for not existing. Cheers Grandad it’ll take pride of place on me mantle piece, or at least in my new Awards section in the blog when I get around to creating it.
B3n - Would yiz ever stop schmoozing?! I’m just waiting for my Golden Spider….
Come now, Grandad, surely you knew in your heart that you were a schmoozer, even if the term itself is new. Could it be that yearly pilgrimage to the Blarney Stone? Or do you have some of the “water of life” with breakfast?
Tis true, Grandad. You are the magnate of the blogosphere.
I must reprise Diane’s question. Is the Blarney Stone your secret?
I knew I forgot to do something, when I was traveling through Cork.
Nominated? Well we all know how we really feel about nominations.
Let me know when I win. (And if there is a cash prize.)
“but as a professional…”
Now there’s a first……
Once again, I was called away by urgent duties [translation - Herself nagged me].
Diane - I never thought of myself as a ’schmoozer. I was useless at chatting up the women!
I have never even seen the Blarney Stone, let alone kissed it! Though I used to play traditional music in Dirty Nellie’s [pub next door to Blarney Castle]…
And I haven’t touched a drop of the Hard Stuff in ages. Actually, that’s not true. There is a bottle on the floor here, and I keep accidentally kicking it.
Jefferson - see above.
Sixty - For that… you have won! No prize except that you can secretly bask in the glory. Or you can brag about it to your friends [if any] but they will think you are strange.
Manuel - I know an old pro when I see one.
I wonder if there is an “anti-Blarney” stone? For example one that takes away the gift of the gab?
If there is I must bring herself to it. Maybe it’s a pregancy thing but she can’t stop talking at the moment. At all!
Try a gag?
I tried but she keeps wriggling out of the rope that I use to bind her hands and taking the gag off. Needless to say this leads to a whole load more talking. in much greater volume too of course.
She’s at work now so I’m enjoying the temporary peace and quiet
No-one can win this. You schmooze, you loose. Or something.
Robert - The simplest way to get peace and quiet is to find her another woman to talk to. Leave them waffling away and you go off and have a pint.
Son!
I am…speechless.
Honored, floored, amazed and probably undeserving, not having shmoozed in a while (my dang city government is trying hard to mess up a mass transit plan so my dander’s been up for the last little while), but grateful.
A father often dreams of times like these but usually only gets a stick in the eye…
Grandad, you are -of course- well deserving of the nomination and all a father could hope for.
Did I mention I was speechless?
Ah there you go Dad! I always say that a family should stick together.
Though I wish you hadn’t used the word ‘floored’!
Are you always so verbose when you’re speechless, or only when you have something to say?
Your Loving Son…
Verbose?
Well, that’s interesting. SWMBO was just saying this morning over breakfast (eggs over easy, english muffins, jam and some smoked ham steaks that were a meal in themselves, really…and wasn’t that coincidental, your aside this morning, about the knacker’s I mean? sure, and I was eating that great ham steak thinking to myself that I needed to go back and read the entire link so as to determine whether or not the pig [or hog] that was gracing my plate was serviced by a knacker or if he was just thrown on a great bloody pile at some corporate bacon headquarters by a {probably temporary} employee until it was time to rend his fat, pork his butt and otherwise make him tasty) that she thought I might tend, upon ocassion, to be overlong in my comments.
Well…what does she know?
Dad
Very succinct, Dad.
undeserved accolades…
“After close to 3 months on the web and one adopted (grand)son later…”…
This schmoozing is really taking off! Out of 11 blogs that I use firefox as a feed reader no less than 6 of them are now nominated schmoozers!
This is obviously the schmoozing corner of the blogosphere!
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