Going to 7-Eleven

I've decided to walk from my house to the nearest 7-Eleven. I'm not really doing this out of choice, PayPal screwed up and overdrew my bank account instead of charging my credit card, so I have to go deposit money in that account. There are no branches around here, and the closest place to make a deposit is at a 7-Eleven. Such is the joy of being an adult.

I honestly never go into 7-Eleven. Around here, if you want to go to a convenience store you go to Wawa. And even though Wawa really is a convenience store, I don't think people really think about it that way. It's more like a home away from home where they have sandwiches and junk food. So I have to say, I feel ever so slightly guilty going to into a 7-Eleven and only depositing the check and then walking out. Shouldn't I buy some beef jerky? Maybe it taquito or a Big Gulp of some kind of sugary soda. As I proceed along the road, I pass a Dunkin' Donuts, McDonald's, pancake house. Also places to buy mattresses and tires and liquor. 

In and out of 7-Eleven in a matter of minutes. On my way back now, so that's exciting. I found out first of all that it is the 50th anniversary of the Slurpee. I don't know how I got 10 days into 2016 without knowing that, but I did. I also found out that the Big Gulp is not the largest size drink at a 7-Eleven. The largest size is the Super Big Gulp. I didn't even have the heart to look at the size of that cup.