Cootie Man's name is Bruce, and it turns out the woman with him is named Arlen. She is married, but apparently those two are "together". I also forgot to tell you about how he walked away from the register, down the aisle, and directly into another shopper's cart and began to complain about how he was hurt and wouldn't be able to work. Oh, and they were both drunk. Today, Brucey came back into GW, and my boss, not the one who was there yesterday, confronted him. He claimed he wasn't drunk, even though he still reeked of booze today, and that he ran into that man's cart as a joke. She told him it wasn't funny and he had to knock it off, but she really wanted to tell him to just get the hell out of there and not come back.
Oh, Brucey, you are amusing, but please, don't come back to GW drunk again. Or ever, for that matter.
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