One Time I Gave My Number To A Guy Who Works At 7-11....

So basically I have a relationship with 7-11. It started when I was very young. I blame my mother. That's what you do, right?? Ok. I take it back....if I was still grocery shopping and eating full meals from there....I could blame my mom. Actually, I attribute THAT kind of behavior to living on #TheWornall. See? Nothing is my fault. Except that fact that I have made an entire paragraph about nothing. You're welcome, *insert name here*.....

My mom had a shop in Scarborough Shopping Center for pretty much most of my young life. I grew up hanging out at the stores. Eating froyo, shopping, eating burgers, pizza, going to Austin's and getting Bubble Up to drink and dippin' fries in honey mustard and whatever else was new around that place. I even did some tanning. I also went to 7-11 probably every day.

I think I lived on nacho's, Skor bars and Mountain Dew. Funny enough.....by the time I was in high school, we were hanging out in the parking lot for a good time. Seriously. You read that right. #Olathe. They have since put up "No Loitering" signs. What I'm trying to say is...it is possible I have been in a relationship with 7-11 longer than anything or anybody else. I have made friends with the fine folks that work there and I love it. Makes perfect sense that I gave my number out, right? No. It's actually creepy.

So. This is what happened: the Olathe store is my regular pit stop. The same two guys are always working. We are friends. Well really only one of them. He is presh. We call each other BFF'S when I come in and we talk it out over my purchase portion of the visit. He always asks me if anyone is giving me a hard time, because he will take care of it. You should all have a bestie that works at 7-11 and will have your back. One dark and stormy night I was trying to send a text. It wouldn't go through and I was having a semi melt down. I went through all the regular questions...did I pay my bill? Does FB work? Do I need to restart? Clear some emails? What??? What in God's name is wrong with my cell phone??? So the two guys proceeded to help with suggestions. None of them worked. And then it happened....the one I'm NOT besties with said it...."send me a text and see if I get it" so I did. And it didn't go through. And I cried on the inside because my phone still wasn't working.

Fast forward to the next day...come to find out, T-Mobile was having some issues and I had texted a random boy. Surely it didn't go through. Oh.But.It.Did. and he tells me every time I go in..."remember when your phone didn't work? You sent me a text." and I laugh nervously and pray to Sweet Baby Jesus that the private number that called me last weekend at 1:20AM wasn't him.

The moral of this story is, suck it T-Mobile. #Again #NotMyFault.

All the Love,
Jenn Edens