I have decided all of the evil in the world can be traced to Sodexho. Sodexho is an organization which supplies the campus of the University of Southern Indiana with the eateries and convenience store. On campus, there is a Burger King, next to a Pizza place and a Sub place, that for future reference, makes there own bread. What is the problem you ask? How can that be bad? Well, what you do not know is, behind the pretty face Sodexho give us, there lurks a great, and menacing evil. Linda.
Ah Linda. Linda is a woman which works at the small shop on campus. I frequent the place for quick groceries and for meals on occasions. On some evenings I wash my laundry, I spend the time waiting for the machines conversing with Jesse. At nights there is a lady that manages the place. Her name is Kris. She is a lovely lass, conversational and very polite. She runs a fine ship.
Linda. Linda is the day manager. She works there, hoping to attain the results of Kris. She also parks in the first parking space, reserved for people who are going into the store for fifteen minuets, and she obviously is in there for longer. She is creepy. Yes, lets start there. She is a small woman, Linda. Her head in the size of a coconut, and her facial features look the same as Cobra Commander (from GI. Joe imprudent lout). Her height is around five feet, making taking her as a human being ironic. Her arms are longer than they should be, and her legs shorter. Like I said, creepy to start.
While this vile Linda works, she is a smug and unhappy little lady. As I walk into the store, I notice she watches me with a disconcerted look. Watching as I peruse the ware of the shop, she gives up. When I walk to the counter I give her the items I want. "Is that all?" I hear. I tell her I would enjoy a sub. As soon as the words leave my mouth, she manically, and none too politely, searches for a subserviant employee to fill my request. Turkey with Swiss and Mayonnaise. Poorly made, poorly supervised. "Alright, thanks for taking my money." I say. And she gives me a stern looks which screams, get the hell out of *my* store.
Tomorrow it begins. I will stop the evil which plagues this world. I will go to her car, which is parked in the first fifteen minute spot, and I will lay under her beige van, and grab a hold. As she drives to her home, I will map the route. When she parks, I will go into her home unnoticed and chain her to the wall. We will see how she likes poor supervision and a creepy visage!