1390. This year alone the accountant had deducted 40,000 dollars for additions to his wife's art studio. "Is this a hobby," asked the accountant, "or can she show at least some income to offset against these expenses?"
1391. But she could not be paid anything according to the museum rules. At the time the director had been so unnerved by her sudden angry behavior that he paid her a hundred dollars out of his own pocket, just to get her out of the office. She was in such a nervous distraught state that he was temped to call for assistance, and even suggested she might need to be taken to the hospital.
1392. It was the secretary who was responsible for sending out the payments, and she had neglected to inform Mrs. Festini, and never answered her calls inquiring about the lack of payment. Later she tried to portray Mrs. Festini in a bad light, implying that she was just a crazy lady ranting about something in the director's office and "accosting" everybody, it was really an obvious attempt to deflect from the fact that she herself was entirely to blame for the whole situation.
1393. From that fact alone you can see what the problem really was. Mrs. Festini had the simple habit of referring to herself as "an artist." When she said, "I am an artist," it did not come across as when someone else might for example say, "I am a carpenter," or "I am a dentist." What her description of herself seemed to suggest was that the secretary was not an artist, and therefore a nobody.
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