Speedee Mart

I usually only stop by this Speedee for a quick drink or cigarettes, and it’s usually after 10pm. This creepy guy works there on the night shift, maybe every night. He’s there every time I go in. He has really long dark hair and doesn’t talk to you (except for this one time when I started to walk off without my receipt, he asked if I wanted my bank statement), and he just stares at customers through a lowered brow.
The mart itself is small, grungy, difficult to park in, and is almost always filled with questionable characters.
So why am I giving it any stars at all?
One, because it’s the bare minimum. Another because it’s in easy walking distance and if I’m stopping in on my way home, it’s all right turns (which is a godsend on Eastern). A third because they carry Coke zero and my smokes.
They also carry Rockstar zero, which tastes like the cough syrup small children have nightmares about, but if you can’t have sugar and need a zap in the kidneys, here’s a place to get it.