7-Eleven

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the gas station, fumbling with his keys in the dark. As he approached the counter, he noticed something odd—an old man wearing a baseball cap and holding a bag of chips was whispering into an empty aisle. The delivery driver shrugged it off, thinking maybe the old guy was just chatting with himself. Turns out, he was talking to his dog, who popped its head out from behind the shelves, munching on a stolen chip. The two shared a knowing smile, and the old man paid for his snacks without another word.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the gas station, fumbling with his keys in the dark. Suddenly, he heard an odd sound from inside the convenience store—someone humming along to the radio as if they owned the place. Curious, the driver cracked open the door and peered inside. A regular customer was standing behind the counter, whistling along to some old tune on the radio. ‘Hey,’ said the driver, ‘you’re pretty good at that.’ The man turned around, grinning sheepishly. ‘Just trying to pass the time until closing,’ he replied. They ended up chatting for a while, sharing stories until dawn broke outside—the perfect way to spend a late-night stop at 7-Eleven.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the gas station, puzzled by an eerie humming sound coming from inside the convenience store. Curious, he cracked open the door—only to see a regular standing there, holding two sodas and muttering, ‘Finally found it…’ Turns out, the hum was just the fridge’s cooling system, and everyone had a good laugh over that late-night mix-up.

4. Late one night, when even the stars were asleep, an old man shuffled into the 7-Eleven, clutching a bag of groceries so heavy it seemed to defy gravity. The clerk smiled and asked if he needed help. The old man looked up with twinkling eyes and whispered, 'Just waiting for my midnight snack.' As he paid, he added, ‘See you again, 7-Eleven—even stars need snacks sometimes.’