Nina In New York; Nina Pajak
As the beverage ban debate wages on, with Bloomberg taking to the airwaves and swearing appeals and vengeance and a pox on all your soda-plagued houses, another scandal of excess is taking place in our fair city.
They’re calling it Nutella-gate.
Let’s talk about etiquette for a moment. Specifically as it relates to pregnant women. Let’s call it: pregniquette. Yeah, that’s terrible.
Nearly two weeks since Sandy, we seem to have hit our limit. And being jammed into subway cars like sardines every single day simply highlights everyone’s bad behavior, therefore causing more aggravation and annoyance through the ranks.
I don’t always get on board with the decisions of the venerable Taxi and Limousine Commission, but with this new fine punishing cab drivers for unnecessary honking, I have to hand it to them.
As a mild-to-medium germaphobe, I obviously find flu season quite stressful.
So this guy weighs 290 lbs, and he feels it is discriminatory of White Castle to have booths that don’t fit his ostensibly expansive frame. This being predicated on the idea that obesity is a disability.
As our waistlines grow as a country, so do the major retailers’ size standards, ensuring that most people will rarely have to worry about going from a 4 to an 8 even if the tape measure says otherwise.