My life as a Nazi...
Today Marsha busted the new kid Nick for not wearing a belt. He doesn't seem to understand that the belt is a part of the uniform, and in not wearing it, customers will feel that we unorganized and don't how we look. That's why I made that little whippersnapper cut his hair, we have a very specific look. Teresa said he had a slight attitude problem and that eyes should be kept on him. We'll see, I'm debating sending him to my office. Watching him work, he seems to do okay, but we a very tight polocy here, so we don't scare off customers. Besides, Winn Dixies prices our better, we need service. Still, I would rather not talk to my associates in person, I leave that to my inferior pawns, Marsha and Teresa. We must expand and occupy every country, or else George Jenkins dream will never become a reality...