Crude?

John and Jill were attending a dinner party so that John's mother could meet Jill for the first time. Towards the end of the evening, Jill approached John and asked if there was a problem, as John's mother seemed to be avoiding her after the introduction.

"Honestly, my dear," John said, "Mother finds you to be, how should I put it, a bit on the crude side."

"Crude? Doesn't she know that I come from one of the most respected families in Boston? That I was educated in Europe? That I attended the finest finishing schools on the East Coast? That I attended Vassar, graduating Magna Cum Laude?" Jill asked.

"Yes, yes, my love, I told her all that," John replied.

"Then where in the fuck does that bitch come off with all that crude bullshit?"