7-Eleven

Watch out for this store. Ever since new ownership/​management took over I keep getting shorted on my change. Whether it’s one, two, or three cents isn’t the issue. The issue is that this is consistent behavior, and I’m being cheated. I have to demand to be given the correct change. Once I pointed it out to the cashier and she said in disgust «It’s only a penny». Again, not the point. Next time this happens I will report this store to the authorities.

Needed a lighter, thought might as well go to 7-​eleven. Long story short they steal your money. Count your change.

It’s just a 7-​Eleven, and sometimes we take it for granted, but it’s super convenient to have one right near your house. They do actually sell stuff that you may need to buy — like a PowerBall Lottery ticket when the jackpot is nearing 1 Billion Dollars :-)
Clean store, nice worker, and convenient to my house!

WATCH OUT! came here at 3 in the morning once and the guy there tried to short me $ 1. I caught it pretty quickly and asked him for $ 8 and he asked me how much he gave me. Obviously trying to steal money from me… probably thought i was tired or something like that.

It’s, you know, a 7 – 11. Slurpee machines were in working order and relatively clean. Bathroom was shady but I don’t think it’s meant for customers (they let me go in because my kid needed to use it). I can’t speak to the other food products, etc. but for being what it is I’d call it better than most but not amazing.

A very typical 7 – 11. I used to come here in high school.
This place is kept well stocked, and has a variety of things to choose from. The workers tend to be friendly. Overall, this 7 – 11 doesn’t «wow» me anymore than any other 7 – 11.
No more, no less. It is the closest 7 – 11 to my house (the next one is on homestead by homestead high.) and it is open 24 – 7!

I was just there, and the cashier picked the bill out of my hand very carefully, to avoid contact. Then he dumped the change in my hand for the same reason apparently. THEN, when I asked for a bag, he put the stuff in the bag and left it there. He did not hand it to me.
At one point our hands touched and he flinched.
SO, my assumption is that his faith — I have no idea what it might be – dictates that he should not have physical contact with women.
FINE. Then don’t work in customer service. MY GOD. I have an advanced degree in Anthropology. I have some sense of cultural relativism, but I am also a feminist and a human being.
I do not appreciate being made to feel like accidental contact with me is contaminating. NOT OK.
Work in the back. Work with cars. Work with only men. BUT DO NOT MAKE WOMEN SUBJECT TO YOUR SHAMING BEHAVIOR!!!
Not going there again, and I go there A LOT.

My brother and I always come here when I’m picking him up from school. It was my go-​to place afterschool back in the day too!
I like that they have RedBox outside here now and we always come here to pick up a movie for $ 1 :]
Their slurpees are awesome and cheap and they keep coming out with new flavors to keep it interesting! Plus they have really good $ 1 iced coffee!
Sometimes they have creeper clerks and the bottled drinks here can be overpriced. It’s cuz all the kiddies come here after school so they get good business and jack up their prices! Sucks for the broke kiddies.
Parking is awful too, really tiny lot crowded after school with parents who are crappy drivers.

The only thing bad about this 7 – 11 is that it has a funky smell. Other than that it’s fast and quick.

always open and always friendly! i come here a lot on shift to grab a cup of joe, and i have a great experience.
as long as its clean, they have coffee, and cream cheese and jalapeño taquitos at 3 AM its a ok in my book

I can’t really say much except for the fact that this 7 eleven has the best working Slurpee machines that would even make Apu jealous.
Possibly one of the first locations that doesn’t have the evil blinking light next to the lever.
The place is tidy and the cashier is friendly, certainly not the type that makes you buy and leave right away.
P. S. I love the 50 cent slurpees!

50 cent slurpees from 5−8pm.This is the busiest 7 Eleven I go to. Usually packed parking lot. And their slurpee machine always works good, which is why I give the 4 stars. If the coke mix in the machine is black, its gonna come out gross, but if its light brown it will be good. I remember one day, almost every 7 Eleven I went to had the coke flavor slurpee machine either out of order or looking like it was gonna be a cup full of juice when I filled my cup. O yeah.And refills for the largest slurpee here are only $ 1.39.Saves you .40 if you keep the cup and reuse it.

I don’t ask much of 7-​Eleven. Just provide me with some frozen drink after I’m done «playing basketball» at Kennedy.* Frozen grape drink, frozen apple drink… it’s delicious.
*: My exhausted and ineffective flailing is a pretty sorry excuse for playing basketball. If Dr. Naismith were alive, I think I’d make him very sad. Crying himself to sleep every night because I murdered his sport.
I had a manufacturer’s coupon for a free 20 oz Coke Zero (courtesy of
), so it seemed as good a time as any to redeem it. (Did you know Safeway doesn’t sell 20 oz bottles of Coke Zero, except by the six-​pack?) And having just «played basketball» I wanted a Slurpee too.**
**: Slurpees are a lot like sports drinks, in that they replenish what you lose through sweat. Except that they only provide sugar, water, and color.
I walk in, and right away the 7-​Eleven is not endearing itself to me. The Slurpee machine has an «out of order» handwritten sign over one of the flavors. I check what flavors there are. All the flavor signs are mismatched or incorrect; the colors make this obvious. Worse, a second unlabeled spout is evidently out of order. Awesome. That’s like the triple crown of fail.
I take a big 40 oz cup and fill it with green and red. I’m hoping it’ll turn out to be frozen apple drink and frozen cherry drink, but it’s really a crapshoot. I pick up a 20 oz Coke Zero ($ 1.90***) from the refrigerator.
***: Seriously? $ 1.90, presumably $ 1.90 plus tax and CRV? Is it made from glacier ice, aquarino, and unicorn tears? Bottled by leprechaun royalty, personally inspected by a direct descendant of John Pemberton, and shipped via hippogryph?
I bring both items to the counter and hand the surly cashier the coupon. He scrutinizes the coupon, scans both items and the coupon, and then…
Cashier: Four fifteen.
Kevin C: That can’t be right.
Cashier: Four fifteen!
Kevin C: (holding up the Slurpee) _​This_​is four fifteen?
Cashier: Four fifteen!
Verbal communication having failed, I point at the coupon, which now sits before him on the counter. He reads the coupon aloud to himself. «One… free… 20 ounce… Coke Zero.» I point at the 20 oz Coke Zero. He puzzles over the situation, because apparently this is somewhere between brain surgery and rocket science in terms of complexity. Eventually he pokes around at the register and subtracts the cost of the soda. The new total is two bucks and change.
Cashier: (angrily, holding up the coupon) Where did you get this?!
Kevin C:
.
Cashier: (speaking another language, presumably cursing me out)
As I put away my change and wait for my friends who are in line, another customer reports a different problem.
Customer: (holding up a clear cup with some clear soda) The Diet Coke machine is out of syrup.
Cashier: We have Diet Coke! Over there!
Customer: No, the Diet Coke machine is out of syrup.
Cashier: We have Diet Coke!
Kevin C: (aside, to friends) This is totally one star on Unilocal.
I should hand out Coke Zero coupons to customers entering, just to stick it to the surly cashier and this turd of a convenience store.

An ode to the 7 – 11 of my youth:
How you bathed me in Gulps, then Big Gulps, then Super Big Gulps, then Double Gulps. Your sugary delightments sated my soft drink fancies.
And your video games. NBA Jams: me as Brad Dougherty, Anthony as Mark Price. Oh how the Cleveland Cavs duo kept me warm on the loneliest of nights! Praise thee! And Street Fighter II: the screeching animalistic roar of Blanka fills me with wonder still.
The rotating assortment of clerks tried hard to pretend to not know who I was. But the utter indifference on their visages sconcealed a deeper truth. Between the exchange of loose change for Jolly Ranchers (a nickel a piece!) laid a tender affection that would bring any latchkey kid to tears. (sigh)
Oh yeah-​and the slushy machine had the proper amount of slushiness.