I miss it so much it hurts sometimes. I miss waking up in a haze, tired from the work day before and putting my costume on, crisp from being washed at costuming. I miss opening the door and feeling that thick moisture in the air, walking past small ponds and brightly colored apartment doors to make my way to
I miss clocking in, not knowing what position I would go to. I would grumble and groan when I got Unload or Turtle Talk, but I would always love it in the end.
I miss that building. I miss the massive aquarium,
I miss the smiles on children's faces when Crush would call on them. I miss spending time in the Turtle Room and seeing how the magic worked backstage.
I miss the friendships. Nothing will bring you closer to your coworkers than enduring 12+ hours of endless guest interaction.
Most of all, I miss those nights at Epcot out at greeter
I miss walking across the park when all the guests had gone, enjoying the calm tranquility, and listening to the park music.