Ode to my dearly departed 7/11

This wasn’t the post I planned to write today, but I find that the grief in my heart begs to be expressed publicly. The 7/11 across the street from our apartment building suddenly shut down this weekend. It was unexpected, and it has left a gaping hole in my life. I didn’t know how much I needed it until it was gone.


Dear 7/11

You were always there when I needed you. Your brightly lit sign was like a beacon of hope on those nights when I realized that I really, really needed a Magnum bar. You sold me dietary staples such as eggs, bread, and fish sauce at prices that did not exceed what major grocery chains charged. Your beer was always cold, although you would not sell it to me between the hours of 2pm and 5pm. Sometimes I secretly thought that your chocolate bars had melted and re-solidified several times before I bought them, but you always had them in stock, which is the important thing. The air inside your walls usually smelled of the fishballs and fluorescent hot dogs that were so inexplicably popular with your Thai customers – how I miss those aromas. Your staff sometimes had a hard time counting change, and they loved to grab handfuls of my baby’s numerous thighs, but they were familiar faces in a cold, cruel world. I still have at least 100 of the plastic spoons that you snuck into my bag every time I bought yogurt – I use them to catch my tears. Truly, our neighbourhood has lost its most important landmark. Now I have to walk 5 extra minutes in the opposite direction to get to your inferior sister store. Please, please come back.

I’ll be waiting. So will the disgusting fleabag carpet dog that used to lie in your air-conditioned doorway. Don’t do this to us.


5 thoughts on “Ode to my dearly departed 7/11

  1. Noooooooo! I feel your pain. Pure gold that post, pure gold.
    You did send the letter to 7/11 didn’t you? Don’t worry, just in case you didn’t I have emailed it to them. 🙂
    Did you know when you open their website (so I could get an email address) it plays a ding dong sound just like when you walk into their shops. No “Sawadee Khaaaaaa, Chern Kaaaaa” though which was a little disappointing.
    Anyway, loved the post and have retweeted it as well.

  2. Oh noo! How could that ever happen? I used to live 2,5 years 7 steps from 7/11. Now Im 1 and half minute walking distance from the nearest 7/11 and I feel like my life is basically over :D.

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