If the 111 John Street location of 7-Eleven represents the pinnacle of everything a 7-Eleven could aspire to be–clean, spacious, well laid out, upscale, friendly staff (see, especially, Ruggy J's review of that location), its counterpart on 111 Fulton Street surely represents the nadir–dirty, disorganized, cramped, mismanaged, severely understaffed with a line snaking its way through the space making its way toward surly cashiers who are few and far between, especially relative to the number of customers.
If the 111 John Street location of 7-Eleven represents the pinnacle of everything a 7-Eleven could aspire to be–clean, spacious, well laid out, upscale, friendly staff (see, especially, Ruggy J's review of that location), its counterpart on 111 Fulton Street surely represents the nadir–dirty, disorganized, cramped, mismanaged, severely understaffed with a line snaking its way through the space making its way toward surly cashiers who are few and far between, especially relative to the number of customers.