Cabinet building mofo

I’ve quit smoking and either the normal stressful that always happen are getting to me or there is just more stress. Well this really isn’t stress but it pissed me off. I go to this party over in Shandon and it’s a pretty nice spread. Whoever the caterer was should feed me daily. She got the roast to be rare in the middle! This guy had some pretty cool stuff…old prints of 5 Points, a confederate flag that was flown over the capital, and this really cool sleigh bed that I’m going to copy. So I’m eating the chicken and mingling with the rich when the owners mom overheard me say that I was a carpenter. I should have said craftsman but that’s beside the point. She asked me to come out and give her an estimate on a big storage cabinet and I said sure. Then she asks me for a card and I told her that I work as an engineer but I would be glad to still build this cabinet for her. Then she tells me “you shouldn’t pass yourself off as something you’re not.” Then she walks off to go and mingle with her sewing circle and I’m just thinking “fuck you!” What a snotty person! I can’t work for somebody like that.