so my hops in winter park closed its door last night for the last time. it sucks. i worked saturday night and almost quit because one of my managers is so damn frustrating, but decided to stay. then a server called peter and told him that it was closed, and pete called one of our favorite managers and he confirmed it. so its true, and i’m sad, because i loved all the people that i worked with. for some weird reason working there helped put me into a good mood and make it through my week. it was never boring and everyone was so fun to work with. i’m going to miss those work friendships, because i don’t think i’ll ever see half of them again. weird how people filter in and out of your life that way. mike won’t make me any more milkshakes and joey won’t be there to hit on me and make me laugh and mikey won’t tell me anymore stories about his kids. amanda won’t be running around acting goofy and crazy and melissa won’t bitch about having big parties. no more attempting to make “real life” conversation with aaron and dan and tom. no more bitching about jeff being a complete asshole. no more racoon lady or the guy who likes the specific servers or helping bill with the crossword puzzle. no more bitchy people that don’t like to wait ten minutes on a friday night. no more rushing to work and getting stuck behind the train. no more sliding through the back to get a drink and getting bitched at for not doing a menu count (stupid boh people). sigh. oh, my dear hops, how i will miss you so!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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