Here's a funny story about status:
I used to work at a hospital. The male pharmacists would talk about sports, women, sex, music, etc., so we all knew that this single pharmacist got around. He loved younger, college girls, and would defend his dating habits by saying that the women were smart, because they were taking hard classes like organic chemistry or whatever. We also knew that the pharmacists would frequent this one bar.
My younger sister, who is a beautiful young woman, starting working at the same bar a few months after I got the hospital job, but we never talked about work. So when I told her that I had quit my job, because they didn't have an intern position, she asked me where I had worked. I told her the name of the hospital, and she asked me if I knew of a pharmacist who works there.
The pharmacist that she knew was the same guy who "got around". I told her what I thought of him, because I was so fortunate to hear about all of his escapades with young women, and my sister was like, "Him? Are we talking about the same guy?" I said, "Yeah. That's the guy. He has short hair with a hairline that's receding a little, taller, blue eyes, etc." She was like, "I'm really surprised. I thought he was shy and reserved." In fact, some of the other girls at the bar had also thought he was a "good catch".
So the moral of this story is: you shouldn't get around unless you want the reputation that goes along with it.
