Can't remember if I've posted this before
I can't count her as a 'customer', but there's no section for 'sucky leeches' so it goes here.
She wears a conical straw hat and multiple layers of arm protection (sometimes she even has plastic gloves). I'm not sure if she's homeless, but I've seen her literally all over town picking through nasty dumpsters for cans. She smells horrible, and I'm not sure why she hasn't been banned (I saw her washing her hands in the water fountain, and once I saw her molesting the produce)...mom thinks she probably has
been banned from every other redemption place in town. The grocery store can ban her on health reasons, the question is does SM want to? I'd kinda like to find out how many complaints the store has about her (I know there are at least a few because I witnessed some of them). She also steals our precious supply of plastic bags...for what, I don't know and don't want to. She touched my bare arm once and I swear that spot was itching for an hour afterward O_o
She will monopolize the bottle machines for an hour or more, and every time she comes in one of them breaks. When it does, she will try to physically grab the nearest employee to fix it. Only a handful of us know how to clear a jam (I think you're supposed to shut the machine down before groping inside it, which nobody ever does, but I'm not about to get myself mauled; bottle SCs stand too close to the machine when someone's fixing it and I don't want to be the time they decide to 'helpfully' hit the shiny green button).
Night manager P absolutely hates CCL. She was in last night (somehow she got her grubby paws on two huge water-cooler bottles), and the can machine jammed. P and I are over at the manager's podium (she's counting cash for a drop, I'm serving as another pair of eyes while staying away from the frigid air near the selfscans) and CCL comes over and starts yammering (interspersed with grunts) "Machine! Fix! Fix! Broken! You fix!" and starts pawing at P. I'm wearing gloves, so can head her off; I'm not touching her, just waving my hands to intercept. Both of us are repeating "You need to WAIT. Someone will fix it. WAIT!" Eventually she wanders off; P then said she was waiting for CCL to touch me or the podium as then she would be able to throw her out.
Later P finds that one of the large bottles is a brand we don't even take back (we can only take the brand we sell).