"Listen Roarke, let's get one thing thing straight. You don't build buildings. I build buildings. You're just a guy I hire to draw blueprints for me; and your kind is a dime a dozen. The schools graduate a thousand just like you every year who'll work for half what you will, and there's a thousand more just like them overseas who will take even less and like it. You're not an artist and you're not a genius; as far as I'm concerned you're just another employee with a license and you'd better learn to live that.
"So wipe that elitist smirk off your face, and next time you come 'round expecting me to buy the ticket for your ego trip, go through Human Resources. And don't presume to tell the man who pays your inflated salary what his buildings ought to look like.
"Oh, and by way, your CV is out of date, you'd better brush up on your CAD skills."