About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to the gas pump and noticed something odd. The neon sign above him flickered on and off in time with his heartbeat. He got so absorbed that he forgot why he was there until a voice from inside said, ‘Hey, you’re blocking the pumps!’ Turned out it was just a regular stopping for coffee. The driver laughed it off, paid up, and drove away, leaving behind a new urban legend about the talking 7-Eleven.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the gas pump and noticed an eerie glow coming from inside the store. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a shadowy figure moving behind the counter. The figure turned around, and it was just an old man in a hoodie, counting cash. ‘Hey,’ said the driver, ‘you scared the bejeezus outta me!’ The man smiled sheepishly and replied, ‘Just checking if the register is working right.’ They both laughed, and that’s how our friendly neighborhood 7-Eleven became known for its late-night audits.
3. At midnight, when most convenience stores sleep, an old man shuffled into the 7-Eleven. He asked for a bag of chips, but no sooner had he paid than the cashier’s screen flickered and displayed a message in neon green: ‘Welcome back, Mr. Jones.’ Mr. Jones nodded knowingly, took his chips, and left as silently as he came. The next day, everyone in town was talking about it—except the cashier, who swore he’d seen nobody unusual after closing time. Until, that is, a delivery driver mentioned seeing an old man buying snacks late one night…
4. At dawn, while everyone else slept, a jogger passing by the 7-Eleven stopped in surprise. ‘Who’s been leaving those mysterious notes?’ he wondered aloud. Inside, an anonymous note taped to the counter read: ‘Fuel up your day with us—we’re open 24/7!’ A delivery driver chuckled and said, “Looks like someone’s been writing poetry again.” The jogger smiled, shook his head, and left, muttering, ‘Next time I’ll bring my own pen.’