7-Eleven Hawaiʻi reviews

Thanks for the encouragement :) **EDIT:** Fortunately not! All my near-deaths have occurred outside of my workplace. Your story, on the other hand, is insane. Our night shift has been robbed seven or eight times at gun point, but never more than one robber at a time. I'm glad you made it out alive and uninjured, man. Robberies aren't cool :/ Also would like to add that I'm very, very grateful for my job. It came at the right time, shone a new light on the general public and on myself as an individual, taught me how to handle not so pleasant people. Just sometimes I feel a little immature because I work at 7-Eleven, so I bring the issue online for some comedic relief.

We've never been robbed outright - we mostly only deal with the little punks who pocket candy bars and what not. We catch them often because they are really bad at it. One of the tell-tale signs is when a pair of little dudes bombard you at the register, while the "lone wolf" goes to the back and hides behind the chip display. We catch them and they feel bad. On any given day *at least* 3 people are totally blitzed. It's really embarrassing because they know everybody knows and they get really awkward and they tend to lower their head in shame. It's mostly teenagers who come in *way too high,* though. The adults also come in high, but just on different things... *sniff. twitch. Earlier this month a regular customer came into the store at about 4 o'clock. He's deaf and has chronic pain and a lot of prescribed pain killers to help. He'll occasionally overdose and get into trouble. Two years ago he drove into a motorcyclist and killed him. He got off scot-free, somehow, and for that I despise him. Anyway, earlier this month, he came into the store visibly *** up on pain meds. It's hard to communicate with him because he's deaf, so I just left him alone. I saw him kneel over to read a magazine, and he just kinda tipped over and rolled around like a turtle. I grabbed my boss lady and we called the cops. It felt really good. He left before they got there, but the police found him a few hours later as he was walking home. They just picked him up and dropped him off at his house. :/

No. I have heard of that happening in other stores though. The reason some employers make them pay for it is because when we have left over food items (roller items or donuts) 7-Eleven will pay 50% of the items cost, and the other half comes out of the franchisee's pocket. Which is also why some places offer 1/2 off specials on their food items after a certain time. That way they cover their cost, but 7-Eleven is still going to pay them that 50% What they DO make us pay for is unsold lottery tickets. What I mean by that is tickets from the lottery machine only. Games such as Classic Lottery 47, Powerball, Mega Millions, etc. All those tickets cannot be cancelled once they have been printed. If someone asks me to print them a ticket and then decides they don't want it (This does happen more often than you'd think), I have to put it in the window in hopes someone will buy it before that game draws. If not, I have to pay for it since the store makes no money on Lottery.

It's apples and oranges. I'm equally annoyed by people who come in, walk over my mopped floor, take forever to decide what they want, making me waste my time because I have to watch them (seeing as people steal quite often, more than I would have ever believed.) It's easier to just have someone come up and buy lottery. SURE, if we didn't have lottery machines, it'd be less people to wait on, but since we do and I can't change that fact, I look at them the same as other customers. Besides, I'm not the one who isn't making a profit off them; that's my boss.

Haha, I just don't want to lose my job. And yeah, even my friends and I laugh at myself standing behind the counter. What do you think the picture in the proof was taken for? We all think it's funny that I ended up working at 7-Eleven.

Getting to meet people, apply time management, several task options.

The manager wanted me to work late nights alone. Counting cigarettes was difficult while completing various jobs in the store.

Being able to visibly see satisfied customers.

flexible timing

no benefits, no payment for holiday and sick leaves

health insurance, sick leave

Opportunities to learn new skill sets, working with others that share the same value, being able to work with independent store operators and help grow their business

Really enjoyed my time working for the company!

work-life balance

The franchise owner was a good boss.

Not enough money for too many hours. I was missing out on life with my kids while I was killing myself trying to support them as a single parent

Free coffee

i get to meet lots of new people

i get paid much less than what i wish

i know all the deals and promos on all the food so food can be slightly cheaper.

My customers and my co workers.. I get to work with the public and be outside

Management and their not picking about any and everything

Everyday is different and we learn new personalities daily

I have learned a lot working for this company and now I’m ready to take my own path towards my own business

Not having a balance between my personal life and business

That I have the ability to learn and at a very fast pace

Getting paid direct deposit into your debit card

Crackhead customer harrasing me attac

Free fountain drinks

Pay/Benefits such as Healthcare and Retirement.

Stressful. Can be very demanding. It’s a salary position.

No perks really.

Easy to accomplish duties.

Very boring and I felt unsafe.

I didn't have any benefits, We were paid weekly, that was very nice.

Meeting new people and it's just a job

Little pay too much work for what they offer

It's none

It happens from time to time, but the only problem is, our store doesn't have a public bathroom. We have one in the back, but that's for employees.

Almost. Had to poop before I went to work, and I didn't get a chance to leave the desk for more than three consecutive minutes until after work, which was 9 1/2 hours later.

It's apples and oranges. I'm equally annoyed by people who come in, walk over my mopped floor, take forever to decide what they want, making me waste my time because I have to watch them (seeing as people steal quite often, more than I would have ever believed.) It's easier to just have someone come up and buy lottery. SURE, if we didn't have lottery machines, it'd be less people to wait on, but since we do and I can't change that fact, I look at them the same as other customers. Besides, I'm not the one who isn't making a profit off them; that's my boss.

If there's absolutely nothing to do, then yeah it's cool, but there's pretty much always some sort of seemingly menial task that takes a higher priority.

One time my coworker and I were *convinced* that there was a big winner in the machine, because we saw a guy spend 50 dollars on one ticket and win nothing. We tried to get more people to play that ticket, and this one couple totally blew $100 trying to find that "winner" we thought was in there. I felt pretty bad about that.

We've never been robbed outright - we mostly only deal with the little punks who pocket candy bars and what not. We catch them often because they are really bad at it. One of the tell-tale signs is when a pair of little dudes bombard you at the register, while the "lone wolf" goes to the back and hides behind the chip display. We catch them and they feel bad. On any given day *at least* 3 people are totally blitzed. It's really embarrassing because they know everybody knows and they get really awkward and they tend to lower their head in shame. It's mostly teenagers who come in *way too high,* though. The adults also come in high, but just on different things... *sniff. twitch. Earlier this month a regular customer came into the store at about 4 o'clock. He's deaf and has chronic pain and a lot of prescribed pain killers to help. He'll occasionally overdose and get into trouble. Two years ago he drove into a motorcyclist and killed him. He got off scot-free, somehow, and for that I despise him. Anyway, earlier this month, he came into the store visibly *** up on pain meds. It's hard to communicate with him because he's deaf, so I just left him alone. I saw him kneel over to read a magazine, and he just kinda tipped over and rolled around like a turtle. I grabbed my boss lady and we called the cops. It felt really good. He left before they got there, but the police found him a few hours later as he was walking home. They just picked him up and dropped him off at his house. :/