7-Eleven

Okay, it’s a 7 – 11. My expectations are low, and my list is short. Just a couple of things on the way home. Grab my stuff and stand in line. I cough the semi cough of someone not quite over the crud going around this winter. The gal in front of me is bundle like an Eskimo and has a scarf wrapped like a birka on her head to keep from spreading germs or not to breath the cold air. She coughs and sneezes like a person in the beginning grip of the crud. She gets to the counter and has her conversation with the clerk all friendly and he offers her free lemon tea. I think, ah ha! they know each other favoritism! She ambles out the door and it’s my turn. My voice sounds like a rasp coarsely dragging across a piece of oak. But by god the clerk offers me free lemon tea as well and I’ve never seen him before! Once again, it’s a 7 – 11. Chain of emotionless neighborhood corrupting soul sucking corporate lackeys.
Or is it really part of the hood? Certainly acted like a neighborhood store. Well I’m definitely okay with this 7 – 11, it’s clean if sparsely stocked, and it looks out for the welfare of its customers. I’ll definitely stop in again.

A very clean and convenient location with friendly staff.

I guess the staff have gotten friendlier and they do take EBT again. There are signs up proclaiming new ownership and prices. As long as they have Slurpees i am fine.

Steep markups, even for a convenience store, even for a 7 – 11. Some items fully double stores within blocks.
Refuses to honor chain specials or even their own signage. The staff is at best, apathetic… even for a convenience store. Even for a 7 – 11.

Nothing more disappointing than paying $ 3 for a can of Monster Energy that tasted like it easily could have been expired. This heap-​of-​shit store is a great model for what the 7-​Eleven brand represents.