Ehhh, I dunno about a couple of these. For example, I grew up in Miami and I have never heard anyone refer to anything as "Upper East Side" or "Mid-Beach."
I got this letter last week and was very excited, until I got to the part where it said, "In your state, [Insurance Company] did not meet the 80/20 standard. In 2011, [Insurance Company] spent only 80% of a total of [giant number] in premium dollars on health care and activities to improve health care quality. Since it missed the 80 percent target by 0% of premium it receives, [Insurance Company] must rebate 0% of the total health insurance premiums paid by the employer and employees in your group health plan." Nonsensical and disappointing!
Do you mean... KATHLEEN KELLY'S perfect apartment?! (Please don't tell anyone about my fond regard for You've Got Mail.)
Hailing from Florida, I need to have Cuban coffee, tostada (Cuban toast. It is not at all like toast!), pasteles de carne (meat-filled pastries) and what is popularly referred to as Pub Subs (sandwiches from the grocery store chain Publix, to which all other sandwiches are inferior).
@Denise@twitter Yeah, all the stuff on Threadflip looks both mad fancy (I do not have any Alexander Wang anything to sell, thankyouverymuch) and mad small (size 0s!!!!!). Even if you're only looking to sell and not buy, it doesn't seem very profitable for someone like me who is trying to get rid of the too-small cute-but-not-fancy minidresses bought at a store called Thrift Town.
I similarly signed up for a credit in return for free stuff - in my case, a pizza - but then I made the mistake of maxing it out a couple years later when my financial aid was three months late, and then not paying it off right away! Oops! Now cards with nice rewards are the stuff of dreams until I can resuscitate my credit score a bit.
"Also, you’re getting chubby and I’m allowed to say that because I’m dead." -- I actually spit all over my computer in my attempt to conceal a loud laugh from my office neighbor for this week, the Coworker Who Is Visiting From an Overseas Office and Is (Probably) Way More Important Than Me. And yes, I am a totally Middle-Class Snack (read: fancy cheese and fancy beer) Kid.