7-Eleven 61-19 Northern Boulevard, Queens, NY 11377

"Sunday August 18th 3:22am The clerk is smoking cigarettes outside and told atleast 6 customers that the store is "Closed" I waited in the parking lot for around 30 minutes, thinking maybe the man is on break but he went inside after finishing his cigarette and hasn't unlocked the door yet. I didn't mean to lean towards a negative review and waited for him incase he was on break but I ran out of patience after 30 minutes. Unacceptable."

"Always when I come to this store I find it closed Even though the workers are inside"

"This Asian lady always looks so tired and unhappy as I saw other comments about it too and I am glad that others noticed her horrible behavior. Is this what customers who did nothing to them deserve? If you ask for something in the sweetest way possible she will respond in the most annoyed attitude ever with no shame at all. I get it if you are tired from your job but it’s YOU that needs that job and so you should at least act decently to your customers and not with that annoying saggy face all the time. The rest of the workers are like this too, not just her. Although she is the one with the most least tolerable attitude. Someone get her out of here she is so rude"

"Greetings and salutations, I, James Jack Joe, bear witness to the deplorable descent into the abyssal depths of depravity within this wretched establishment. My progeny, three innocent souls, were subjected to a harrowing ordeal beyond the realms of civilized comprehension. Initially, a destitute denizen, identified as John Doe, residing within the confines of this emporium, flagrantly violated the sanctity of my offspring's innocence. With brazen disregard for decency, he extracted viscous mucous from his nasal cavities, besmirching my daughter's attire with its repugnant essence, thereafter audaciously forcing her to ingest fragments of confectionary sustenance. Subsequently, my son, ensnared by the allure of confection, succumbed to temptation and indulged in a lump of raw cookie dough. However, the volatile concoction within him, wrought by the nefarious ingredients, propelled him uncontrollably towards the point of sale, whereupon impact, he suffered a grievous concussion of considerable magnitude. Furthermore, my eldest, in pursuit of refreshment, procured a beverage known as Mountain Dew: Code Red. Unbeknownst to him, the frigid temperature of the libation plunged him into a state of profound shock, rendering him unconscious. Upon regaining awareness, he found himself accosted by the vagrant, who menacingly uttered perverse propositions. This execrable ordeal has wrought irreparable harm upon my family, inflicting scars both physical and psychological. Henceforth, I shall seek restitution through the channels of justice, commencing legal proceedings to the tune of one kabillion United States dollars. May the burdens of your exasperating liquidation weigh heavy upon your conscience as you reckon with the repercussions of your grievous transgressions."