Sentences with phrase «too little relief»

Meanwhile, a Legal NewsLine reports that Judge Curiel recently turned down a class action settlement over jeans labeling as providing too little relief to consumers as compared with lawyers and cy pres bystanders.

Critics, meanwhile, counter that these programs offer far too little relief, only help a fraction of the people who are in over their heads, or even that counselors are really glorified debt collectors.

Not exact matches

With bombs pounding mostly military targets in Baghdad 15 hours a day, and a humanitarian disaster looming in the rest of the country, Iraqi Christians and international relief agency officials fear that bottled - up aid may be too little, too late for thousands.

If he ends up being even a more useful relief pitcher than Ramos, it still would have been dumb to get rid of him, so I think you're crowing a little too soon.

In addition to using products that can alleviate tummy issues quickly like Little Remedies Gas Relief Drops, using the proper burping techniques makes a big difference too.

There are so many benefits to spending time in the great outdoors with your family too... stress relief, being unplugged from technology, time to talk, and little kids (and big kids) have a chance to explore using their imagination and find ways to play with sticks, acorns, rocks and all kinds of fun stuff!

His lower back hurt, too, and popping painkillers offered little relief.

Just when it was all becoming a little too serious, light relief was offered by two events that marked the start of Science Year, a government initiative aimed at promoting science among teenagers.

Several turning points rely far too heavily upon bickering nerdy scientists Charlie Day and Burn Giorman, whose contributions should have amounted to little more than comic relief but who are called on to plug plot holes, much to the story's detriment.

If anything, the first season of Divorce presented this bas relief a little too well; it was, decidedly, not a romp.

And if your website is in need of more than just a little sprucing, there's an easy answer for that too: call Web Design Relief!

Nick Timiraos reports: There's two big groups of people who may see little relief from the provision from President Obama's housing plan that would allow more borrowers to refinance: jumbo borrowers with loans that are too big for government financing and homeowners whose first mortgage exceeds 105 % of the value of their home.

Because we recognize that pet owners in South LA often have difficult lives with complex problems, a service that costs as little as $ 10, like a rabies vaccination, is too expensive for someone living on disability, social security or general relief.

We've fixed the problem, have learned a little (isn't that always the way), felt too stressed to worry about the Friday Fillip, and generally sighed with relief at being back online once more.

It provides too little in benefit increases to injured workers and contains no guarantees that it can deliver relief from the high cost of workers» compensation insurance.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.