Miss Manners Reports

Oh yeah, it's here... the face-numbing, finger-stinging, eye-watering reality of freezing breezes. I went out for a meeting with my "jacket" on and heard more than one "is that all you have?" comment from the all-knowing streets of New York. One guy looked at me coming out of the subway station and said "you gotta be kiddin' with that jacket"... thanks genious. Well, the temperature in my apartment stays a comfortable 75 degrees or so with the sun shining in, and then BAM when I walk out: COLD. FREEZING. BLISTERING. OUCH. Rude Awakening. Who said New York had manners?