7-Eleven

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early hours of one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the 7-Eleven for a quick coffee break. As he walked into the store, he noticed something odd on the counter—a small, handwritten sign reading ‘Free Slurpee if you can solve this riddle.’ Curious, our delivery driver picked it up and read aloud: 'What starts with an E, ends with an E, and has one letter?' He scratched his head, then grinned sheepishly as another customer answered, 'An envelope!' Turning around, he saw standing behind him an old man who smiled warmly and said, 'Welcome to 7-Eleven—now enjoy your free Slurpee.'

2. One night, as a lone delivery driver approached the convenience store, he heard an unfamiliar voice whispering from inside: 'Hey, buddy, don't you forget to turn off the lights when you leave!' Curious, the driver peeked through the window and saw no one. Just as he was leaving, though, he noticed the lights were indeed on—except for a small LED sign that read ‘OPEN ALL NIGHT.’ With a laugh, he turned around and went back inside. From then on, whenever anyone asked if it was really open twenty-four hours, they’d say, ‘Trust me, I’ve seen the ghostly hand waving goodbye!’

3. Late one evening, a delivery driver approached the gas station and noticed something odd in the parking lot—a shopping cart filled with cans of soda arranged alphabetically. Curious, he walked over and peered inside. ‘What on earth?’ he muttered, finding every can meticulously labeled from Aplets & Cotlets to Zima. Just then, an old man hobbled out of the store, muttering, ‘Finally finished!’ Turns out it was his weekly ritual—organizing his favorite sodas for no apparent reason.

4. In the dead of night, when even streetlights sleep, a delivery driver approached the gas station. The air was thick with silence, broken only by the hum of distant traffic. As he unlocked the door, a soft glow from inside revealed something unexpected—an old man dozing behind the counter. The delivery driver cleared his throat gently, and the old man startled awake, blinking groggily. 'Another late-night hero,' chuckled the man behind the counter, stretching his arms. ‘Just thought you could use some company on your rounds.’ With that, they shared a quiet laugh, and the driver left, feeling like he’d made an unlikely friend in the wee hours.