Charlie

Yesterday was my birthday, and work always buys us a cake for our birthdays. The bosses were both away yesterday, so we got it today. T had one of my words put on it - Noottoot (which is part of my Pogo name). I call people noottoots from time to time, but depending on how I say it, it can be good or bad. (pronouned like chimney soot)

Charlie, a local character, comes into the store pretty much every day, and he's always looking for something to eat. He doesn't forget, either! He arrived yesterday, singing Happy Birthday, but I had to disappoint him and tell him to come for cake tomorrow. (Last week was W's birthday at work, but we didn't get his cake til last Friday. Charlie arrived at 10am looking for cake, and he stayed for two-and-a-half hours, waiting for us to go get it at lunchtime.) He's funny, hard to understand a times, he always tells me, "Me luv you. You good woman." Here he is, singing for his cake. He tries to get rid of Hubs all the time, too, saying he's too big, he eats too much, he's no good, lol!



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