So where did you get your culinary degree?

So I went to this hard core culinary high school today. There was about three different kitchens that were just huge with all sorts of equipment that had names I had never heard of before. They even had their own student run restaurant, it was pretty ridic. The class I was presenting in was taught by Chef Hank. He trained with Emeril he made sure to tell me.
"So where did you get your culinary degree?" He snootily asked.
"Me? Oh well I got it working in my family's mexican restaurant back in Norfolk called Ricardos. Man talk about good eating. We got this real tastey gravey sauce made out of butter and flour that we dip the burritas in."
He didn't appreciate any of the such humor I was attempting.
"So you don't have a degree? You're not a chef?"
"No, I'm not a chef, I'm a public speaker."
I thought this was a pretty damn clever comeback, he didn't so much.
He continued to snark all through out my presentation, I was so damn nervous I was sure I was going to cut my finger off when demonstrating the planks and dice cut on the Jicama. It was pretty terrible. And speaking of terrible I just realized Im tired as hell. So this is it for now.