Wawa

After leaving my girlfriend at a concert, I spent some time at the local mall in the area, after having a wonderful experience at the mall, I took refuge in this wawa for pick up. having to carry my bookbag, beach chairs and an umbrella for the long lines at the concert under a blazing Floridian sun. I was a real trooper luging all my things around. the wawa was my last stop before getting picked up but my phone was dying, and I was in need of an outlet to maintain communication with my pickup. I noticed an outlet next to security, I nicely asked her if I could use their outlet and blatantly said no, and I asked if there's any other place I could use to charge my phone. I don't know she said while shrugging her head at my predicament.

If its company rules not to have nobody use their outlets, I thought fine, I'll think of another way. while pondering outside using one of their tables, that same security came by to tell me to get my things off the table in an already vacant area. so, I put all my things in a corner not bothering anybody, AGAIN, she came by only to tell me to leave the premise, thinking I was some homeless person. I can remember how she told me to get lost by tapping on the glass like I'm some stray dog. I had to cross a busy street with my things and found myself a Carvel, an ice cream shop across the street. and boy, do they treat me like a guest and shared me their outlet that wawa was so greedy to share. also, they're ice cream was delicious after having a nightmare with this person, being hounded by security because she didn't like me when in the beginning, I was nice and complying and this person was shrugging at my dismay. I thought what her problem with me was in particular, while everyone else was fine in a 24-hour opened establishment. I know she doesn't work directly with wawa but her impression with stay with me for a while.

Never stepping foot in a wawa again, even in homeless shoes, I rather be at a Carvel.