7-Eleven

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to the gas station and noticed an eerie sign on the door: ‘Closed for emergency repairs.’ Curious, he opened it anyway—and found the place bathed in neon light, with a voice crackling over the intercom: “Welcome to our late-night special—get two Slurpees for the price of one!” The delivery driver grinned, thinking it was some prank. He ordered his usual double-slurpee combo, paid with a twenty, and left with change that wasn’t even there before. As he drove away, he waved goodbye to the glowing storefront, wondering if maybe he’d just discovered the secret to eternal youth—or at least a neverending supply of Slurpees.

2. One night, while pumping gas, a delivery driver swore he saw a shadowy figure standing behind the convenience store’s neon sign. ‘Who turns on those lights at this hour?’ he muttered, glancing around warily. Curious, he peered through the glass door and noticed an old man in a plaid shirt, humming softly to himself as he adjusted the sign’s bulbs. ‘I thought I heard someone,’ said the delivery driver, rubbing his eyes. The old man turned around with a smile, revealing a toothless grin. ‘Just doing my part-time job,’ he chuckled. ‘Keeps me awake after midnight.’

3. One morning, a regular asked the clerk, ‘Why does the same old truck pull in every day around closing time?’ The clerk smiled and replied, 'Oh, that's just Mr. Johnson from down the street. He always comes by for his favorite coffee right before he heads home.' The regular nodded knowingly and said, 'I see—so he's been doing that since you started working here?' The clerk laughed, 'Yep, pretty much!'

4. At closing time, a little boy ran into the store, pointing excitedly at the neon sign above the gas pumps. ‘Mom,’ he whispered, ‘why do they turn off “seven” but keep “eleven” on?’ An old man, a regular customer, overheard and leaned forward with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Sonny,’ he replied softly, ‘that’s because after eleven o’clock, even God needs His sleep.’ The boy nodded wisely, satisfied with the answer.