7-Eleven

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 seemed to blink out of sync with the store’s clock. ‘Is it just me,’ he wondered aloud, ‘or does that thing always run a minute fast?’ As he filled his tank, the driver glanced at his watch—exactly 8:59 PM. The neon sign blinked once more, showing 9:00 sharp. He chuckled, thinking maybe he was just seeing things. But when he drove off, he noticed another car pulling in behind him, its occupants staring curiously at the same glowing digits. From then on, whenever anyone asked about the time, they’d say, 'Ask 7-Eleven—it knows!'

2. At midnight, when most convenience stores are quiet, an old man walked into the 7-Eleven. He asked for a bag of chips and a bottle of water, then disappeared into the back room. The clerk waited, but the door remained closed for hours until dawn. Finally, the door opened, and out stumbled a sleepy-looking a neighbor, who mumbled something about being lost on his way home from work. Everyone laughed, including the old man, who turned out to be just an enthusiastic prankster.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver filled his truck with gas, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside the store. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw rows of glowing bottles that shouldn’t have been there. The delivery driver waved his flashlight around, trying to get a better look. Suddenly, an old bottle of vodka winked back at him. ‘What the—?’ he muttered, reaching for it. The next morning, everyone in town knew the truth: 7-Eleven had started selling invisible booze only available after midnight. A regular customer joked, ‘Now I know why my neighbor always looks so happy on Sundays!’

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver filled his truck with gas, he saw a shadowy figure approaching the store's entrance. Curious, he glanced up just in time to see an old man in a trench coat wave and smile. ‘Hey, kid,’ said the man, ‘mind if I grab a Slurpee?’ The delivery driver shook his head, laughing softly. ‘Next time you’re filling up, come say hi!’ With that, the old fellow disappeared into the night, leaving behind only a faint whiff of bubble gum and a warm feeling in the driver’s chest.