Today was a pretty important day for Charles. Instead of getting up early to go to the dealerships that he managed and make sure everyone had opened up properly, he slept in and took the time out to make sure he cooked a well balanced breakfast and read the local paper. Around lunch, Charles would be meeting with some executives from BMW's corporate office about the way his operations have been running and since they have been running exceptionally well for the past few years Charles could only hope that he was candidate for the recently vacated VP of Operations for Florida. It would be a hell of a pay increase and not require him to move if he really didn't want to.<br/><br/>After his breakfast, Charles put the dishes in the dishwasher and went to the bedroom of his medium sized, one bed room apartment. He took a brief shower then moved to his closet to put on a crisp white polo with the BMW logo on the right side, a pair of well fitting black slacks and some black Aldo oxford shoes. Charles stood in the mirror and ran his hands across his hair while making sure that his appearance was fitting. On his left wrist, he secured a simple Michael Kors watch with a black leather strap. Then, he slipped his gold high school class ring on his right ring finger before grabbing his cell phone and keys then heading out of the door.<br/><br/>Charles checked the watch as he took the stairs down, he was leaving really early with full intentions on getting his car washed. It wasn't like he would be able so have a good first impression if his personal car was dirty. Charles knew of a good, professional car wash that other people at BMW visited when they needed their car detailed but on the way he noticed a new, admittedly less impressive, car wash had opened. The thing that drew him in was a bunch of girls in bikinis. A smirk slid across his face as he figured if they did a halfway decent job, he would have found him a new favorite car wash.<br/><br/>Charles pulled up into the driveway, not really sure of where he should be going. He opened the door to his currently dusty looking 2009 BMW 328i and stepped out and looked around. Charles had pretty good posture, his father being a military man, so it stretched his six foot frame out some which gave him the appearance of being taller. "Excuse me." His deep voice rumbled carrying a gentle southern accent with it, "I'd uh, like to get a car wash." He tried his best to keep his eyes above neck level as he waited for some assistance.