7-Eleven

Clean the disgusting grimy counter. Just wipe it down, once a day, with bleach or windex. It’s easy!
Wash your filthy stained 7-​Eleven shirt. Just once a week or something. What have you been doing, changing oil in your car? Slaughtering goats? Come on, dude!
When you chew khat, make sure the saliva is not dripping out of your mouth while you hand me my receipt. It’s bizarre and zombie-​like.
Have some respect for your customers, even if it’s just some kids from the projects. Quit fiddling with whatever it is you’re wasting time on, and pay attention to the long line of customers. There are three of you! What are you doing?
This place is a disgrace. I miss the cute Eritrean girls who worked here in the 90’s…what happened to them? But anyway, thanks for selling us cigarettes at 3:00 AM.

*WARNING PARENTAL DISCRETION ADVISED*
Simple review. This 7 – 11 is like the sexual assault of convenience stores. Since it’s the only one in the area it forces itself on you. You won’t like it. and depending on how many construction workers are in line before you buying 1000 hot dogs for breakfast it may be over quick.

It’s 7-​Eleven. Can you ever really expect much from a «convenience» store like this? Think about it. I’ll wait…
In passing by I will frequently see a squad of police cars parked in the lot, but for some reason this was not the case when I stopped by late last night/​early this morning on my way home. I wish it had been though, primarily because of the customer who kept giving me the Michael Myers gaze in the corner of his scary little eyes. Creeper. I couldn’t tell if he was drunk, high, or just a perv… possibly all three. I was for damn sure not about to find out. I located everything thing I needed with haste, then mad-​dashed the hell up outta there.
In it’s small defense, however, I usually don’t have problems here, other than an occasional beggar, or the one time when there was a dummy stupid long line, 3 cashiers behind the register, and only one of them ringing people up. For that instance alone, suck it.

No matter how long that red light is, or how bad you have to pee… Just keep it movin. You will thank me. Why you ask:
1. Mystery meat rollups spinning round and round a dingy little display.
2. Cabbies yelling at each other in some brash foreign language.
3. That mysterious stain on the cover of the outdated Trucks magazine, with the car model dawning the most glorious Farrah Fawcett hair I’ve seen post 19… hmm I dunno, it was well before my time.
You get the point. Just all around SEEDY.