Tooksday

[auntiemeesh]

Well, according to slightlytookish it's Tooksday. That being the case, I've written up a little bit of Pippish nonsense. And I warn you, folks, it *is* nonsense.

Ever wonder what it's like to be Thane?

Pippin sat at his desk, keeping a close eye on the clock. Five more minutes. He was pretty sure it had been 'five more minutes' for at least ten minutes. Wait a minute, did he just see the minute hand move backwards!? No fair! Sighing, he pulled another piece of paper off the inbox on his desk and tried to concentrate.

Hm, a requisition form, in triplicate, from the supply office, requesting more walking sticks for the bounders. They sure did seem to go through their walking sticks pretty fast. He wondered what exactly happened to them all. Were they frequently attacked by beavers?

Signing the form, he looked up at the clock once more. Three minutes to go. He could just skip out early, he thought, but his secretary (administrative assistant, he reminded himself) always looked so disapproving when he did that. Forcing himself to keep working, he pulled the next slip of paper to him.

This one was a request for a disciplinary hearing. Apparently one of the young lads working in the stables had got ahold of some of Aster's home brew and had a bit of a party with his lass, in the stables. Two of the ponies had been skittish ever since. Shaking his head and trying not to laugh, he looked over his calendar and penciled the hearing in for next Thursday.

There! It was four o'clock, right on the nose. Time to head home to his lovely wife and even lovelier tea. Pippin tidied up his desk, grabbed his cloak and pipe, and carefully locked his office up before heading back to his quarters with a whistle and a wink for his secretary. Being Thane wasn't so hard.

Comments

[shirebound]

Poor Pip, doing paperwork! But now it's tea (and wifey) time, so all is well.

:D

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

I wonder how much of his day he actually spent sitting at the desk though. Who knows, maybe he only came into the office at three-thirty, after a rousing game of golf. ;)

[slightlytookish]

Hee! Now if I were Pippin's secretary (excuse me, administrative assistant) I wouldn't mind if he cut out early, as long as I could go home too! :)

I knew that hobbits had clocks, but requisition forms? I thought only we were stuck with that sort of thing!

(And isn't it delightful that hobbits have clocks? And umbrellas. I love it.)

This is cute. Happy Tooksday! (We need to have one every week).

:)

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

Somehow I doubt that in Tolkien's world, anyone had requisition forms or disciplinary hearings, lol. I should have had him pull out his Blackberry to schedule that hearing. :)

[pipspebble.livejournal.com]

Very cute. I'd be Pippin's secretary - er, administrative assistant, rather, any day. Would never miss a single Boss Appreciation Day. ;-)

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

Just be careful that you don't get accused of sexual harassment in the workplace. ;)

[pipspebble.livejournal.com]

LOL! If anything I'd be the one MOTHERING the PippinBoss. :-)

[lily-the-hobbit.livejournal.com]

Aww... poor Pip!
I'd gladly come and help him :)

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

I can't imagine Pippin ever being unable to find someone willing to help him out in a bind.

*puts your resume on top of the stack*

[grey-wonderer.livejournal.com]

Oh, excellent! Tea!

[topaztook.livejournal.com]

Very fun. Can Pippin come do *my* job for a while, though, since he seems bored with his?