7-Eleven

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, when most gas stations are quiet and empty, a delivery driver noticed an old man standing outside the 7-Eleven, wearing a trench coat and holding a lantern. The driver thought nothing of it until he saw the same figure every night for weeks. Finally curious, the driver approached him one evening. ‘Excuse me,’ said the driver, ‘you’re here every night.’ The old man replied with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Just waiting for the magic hour when you guys open early!’ Turned out, the 7-Eleven had been closed on Sundays, and the old guy was just a neighborhood regular who loved their coffee so much.

2. Late one night, while pumping gas into her car, a young mother heard an unusual sound coming from inside the store. Curious, she peeked through the window—and saw a regular customer whispering something to the friendly neighborhood cat. The woman watched in surprise as the cat seemed to nod along, its tail twitching in agreement. She giggled and whispered, ‘I wonder what secrets that old fella’s telling your furry friend!’ Just then, the delivery driver walked up with a smile, saying, “Hey, Mrs. Smith, looks like you’re not the only late-night shopper here.” The story ended there, leaving everyone with a warm feeling and a good laugh.

3. At dawn, when few people were around, a jogger passing by noticed something strange—an old man standing outside the store, whispering into his coffee cup. Curious, the jogger slowed down and approached. The old man looked up with a smile, saying, ‘Just checking if my coffee is still hot.’ Turned out he’d been doing that every morning for years, never realizing no one else ever joined him. As the sun rose higher, a regular, a delivery driver, and even a neighbor popped in, forming an unlikely early-morning coffee club at 7-Eleven.

4. In the early hours of morning, when the store’s neon sign cast eerie shadows across the parking lot, a little boy entered the convenience store clutching a bag of chips. His eyes widened as he pointed towards the cash register, whispering ‘Mom, look!’ Behind the counter, an elderly cashier smiled warmly and said, 'Son, that's not money—those are cigarettes!' The boy's face turned red with embarrassment, but everyone in line burst out laughing. It was just another late-night adventure at the local 7-Eleven.