Another Day at the Office
Reinhardt Haydrich Stossel sighed as the door to his office swung slowly shut. There was a mound of work on his desk - again. He resolved to see what could be done about that adjutant. Perhaps even a court-martial. He sighed again as he took the pen from his desk (embossed with the SS insignia, as a service) and began to fill out the enroaching mound of papers.

"What the hell!" The Oberstgruppenfuhrer swore softly, chucking his cheap pen at the wall. "I don't know where this goes, and it's not even in my authority! Are these brainless idiots too used to Paris to get work done like Germans!" That was it, he decided, the adjutant would be sent to the Sicherheitsdeinst for his 'rehabilitation.'

Needing a distraction, he snapped his intercom on and sighed. "Fraulein, please inform me of my next appointment and send them in." 'I need a break.' He added mentally.