7-Eleven

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to the 7-Eleven, fumbling with his keys in the dark. Suddenly, an old man stepped out from behind the gas pumps and whispered something into his ear. The next morning, everyone noticed that the delivery driver had started humming an unfamiliar tune while filling up his truck. When asked what was going on, he grinned sheepishly and said, ‘Just some old song I heard last night.’ Turned out it was his favorite childhood lullaby.

2. Late one night, a young boy walked into the 7-Eleven, startled by a shadowy figure moving behind the counter. The cashier, an elderly gentleman known around town as ‘Mr. Johnson,’ looked up with a twinkle in his eye and asked, ‘What can I get for you tonight, little fella?’ The boy, too scared to speak, pointed at a candy bar. Mr. Johnson laughed heartily, handed him the treat, and said, ‘Don’t worry, son—this place is always open for friendly faces.’

3. On a particularly foggy morning, a sleep-deprived college student stumbled into the 7-Eleven for an early coffee run. As she approached the counter, the cashier’s voice seemed unusually deep and slow, as if coming from far away. The student blinked, confused, but paid no mind until her credit card transaction took forever—so long that the fog outside had almost cleared. Finally, the machine spit out her receipt, and she rushed back outside just in time to see the sunrise over the city. She realized then that maybe the cashier was just having a bad day—or maybe he’d been up all night delivering pizzas. Either way, it became one of those stories she told friends with a laugh, always adding, ‘I’ll never know for sure.’

4. At closing time, an old lady approached the cashier and asked, ‘Do you sell batteries here?’ The cashier nodded. Suddenly, every clock in the store stopped working. The cashier smiled and pointed towards a shelf. Moments later, an alarm went off—every clock started ticking again except for one small clock on the counter. It read 8:00 PM. A delivery driver joked, 'Guess who just bought some extra time?' Everyone laughed, and the old lady left with her batteries.