N. C. D.

As the powers that be would have it, my “No Complaining Day” has been, let’s just say, extremely difficult so far.

So as not to complain about anything – I will just be stating the following facts as to how my day has been going:

On the way to the train station, on its own accord, the passenger side window of my car fell down into the door - leaving me toasty COLD on this lovely Chicago winter morning.

My commuter train, after I would say at least 60+ years of operation in this Chicago climate, was late getting into the city because of “switching” problems…..possibly the surprising-to-the-train-company each year, "frozen" switches, which they haven’t been able to improve on.

Once getting into this beautiful city, while walking to work, I was splashed with road grunge by a passing cab.

Upon entering my office I was met by an attorney who needed me to transcribe, off of the phone, a long (1 ½ pages single spaced), rambling, mumbling, low-toned voicemail from a man, who to test my no complaining day to its limits, spoke these words “I know this is a very, very long message….” at which point I thought he was wrapping it up, but he then went on for another several minutes of mindless, I like to hear myself talk, yackity, yacking.

Again, I am just stating the facts.

And this is the final fact as of right now....

this has been a very trying, on my last nerve, kind of day of “No Complaining.”

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