The Sincerest Form of Flattery

Speaking of snobs. I could be incorrectly remembering this story (I’ll verify details later) but a friend used to live in a Williamsburg building off the Grand Ave. stop, a weird building that had an aboveground pool out front that once contained a dead cat for days on end. One of its tenants had a thing for her and left a candy bar with a note in front of her door. Among other things, the missive explained why he was fond of her, the primary reason being, “cause you ain’t no stuck up slob.” We could only surmise he meant snob, not just because that’s more flattering but because she’s never been the most diligent housekeeper. Sorry, it’s true, am I being a snob for saying so?