Running damage control on a business closure announcement on FB is exhausting.
Yes, I'll be missed. Not enough to stop by more than once every 6 months for a latte though. ๐ฅฒ๐
Running damage control on a business closure announcement on FB is exhausting.
Yes, I'll be missed. Not enough to stop by more than once every 6 months for a latte though. ๐ฅฒ๐
#shopsmall damn it ๐ซถ
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I'm almost at my wits end. Let it burn... but that's just not how I am.
Sounds like not the most fun thing. You having second thoughts about your decision?
Not at all. I feel obligated to giving closure to my closing. It's been a 12 year adventure that started with literally nothing but infectious enthusiasm and turned into saturating the town with my products, running multiple locations, and having top ratings on Google at its peak ๐๐ (Its a town of 90k, this is actually a small flex).
I'm looking forward to finding that excites me again, but this chapter deserves a tedious goodbye. ๐
Such is social media.
Yep. I debated on just abandoning it. That's bad form, though.
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Fuck, it feels good to just vent ๐ I'm barely through most of the beauricratical logicistics of closing and have only started on physically packing up. That part is going to take close to two weeks since I need help moving big equipment and I have a 20 mile haul between locations. This is all been so crazy. I obviously expected people to respond as they are, its just bittersweet.
I could've shifted business models to Lotus drinks or Red Bull Italian sodas or Boba or whatever other crap people obsess over for a month. I stayed pure to what I've loved doing & I have no regrets. It's a little drive-through building that my landlord doesn't want to deal with maintaining anymore. If I can figure out how to move it, I can have it. Is this dragging the past along, to the extreme or is this a gift from the universe? I can't tell. ๐