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Wawa is an assortment of everything good.
A fellow Wawa lover
It's going to be hard to call Wawa goers a cult when everyone starts doing it.
Visit a Wawa
You make a Women Canada Goose Camp Down Hooded Jacket Hyacinth Nz similar sound a year ago, after one nice but slightly awkward date to a Tampa Bay Lightning game. He's driving you home when suddenly the flashing lights of a familiar store come into view.
Or the simple, yet urgent exclamation: "Wawa!"
For five years you spend your summers as a lifeguard for a small coastal town in South Jersey. On some days that tall, wooden lifeguard stand is an envy, a job that pays you to get tan, surf, swim and save the occasional life.
Cheap gas. Fresh sandwiches. Smoothies. Ice cream. Signature lemonade and iced tea. A coffee bar with various brews. A take out counter that includes everything from macaroni'n'cheese and mashed potatoes to quesadillas and breakfast sandwiches.
"It's a gas station," a co worker cries, throwing up his hands for emphasis. "An average gas station. No better than QwikTrip."
On days like that, there is only one thing to do: Grab your phone, dial the assortment of people you have on call for this kind of misery, and orchestrate what is known as a "Wawa run." Next, hang tight until an accomplice arrives on the sand, delivering hoagies, cold drinks, a soft pretzel for later and perhaps a nice fruit and cheese platter (if you're feeling healthy). Only then, rejuvenated, can you happily resume the best job in the world.
Noun: "Let's make a Wawa run."
The truth is, you have picked up Wawa mint chocolate chip ice cream to combat a broken heart. You have stuffed fresh Italian hoagies into your face on beach picnics. You have ripped open Sizzli Breakfast Sandwiches in the driver's seat because you couldn't stand to wait any longer. You have checked luggage that you could have carried on for the sole purpose of airlifting quarts of Wawa Iced Tea Lemon across state lines. It is the first place you bring visitors who come home with you from school.
and you should too
Wawa more than just a gas station
You are mocked. Some classmates repeat its name with an irritating "h" at the end, as if mimicking a baby crying.
And soon, a new language will form.
Life takes you away from Jersey, away from fleeting summers and beach jobs and a convenience store that is as much a part of the scenery as the church down the road or Springsteen on the radio. You find yourself in Missouri for college, where girls have big hair and folks don't love the ocean and there are no Wawas.
It's also always been there for you. On beach shifts during Jersey summers you bribe no less than your little sister, your boyfriends, your best friend, your Grandma, your parents, your stand partner's significant other, random kids on the beach and one time, a puppy, to bring you Wawa. One summer a suitor appears on your beach, bearing Wawa soft pretzels and SweeTarts to win your affection. (Smart boy.) A few years later, on a rainy day when the beach is empty, lifeguards stage a coup and make a secret trip.
You try to explain the magic the familiar red font, the unmistakable Canada goose mascot ..
Visit the Wawa on Dale Mabry in Tampa and catch workers grabbing a hoagie between shifts at an outside table or boisterous young people grabbing quick, but delicious sustenance before a Miley Cyrus concert.
Years later, you are living in Sarasota and your moment comes. The company opts to build not one but THREE Wawas in the area. You watch as the uninformed describe Wawa as a "convenience store with a cult following." You take offense to that description. (Though you admit you have been known to describe it as a "convenience store touched by God.")
Wawa is not a gas station. It's a game changer.
These moments are trying and a test of your character. You pray that someday, God willing, the haters will understand.
And so you wait for the transformation and loyalties to shift. You know that schoolteachers will soon sip coffee from those signature red and brown cardboard cups during first period. You know that folks will trade Starbucks holiday specials for Wawa 59 cent coffee specials.
EDITOR'S NOTE: Thursday, the first area Wawa opens in Bradenton. Herald Tribune reporter Katy Bergen is a big fan of the convenience store, which originated in Pennsylvania and expanded to New Jersey, Delaware and now Florida. Bergen, a Jersey native, explains the appeal.
"Wah, wah?" they ask incredulously.
Visit the Wawa on Washington Avenue in Margate, New Jersey, and find lines full of shoeless bikini clad women with iced coffees and signature lemonade iced teas in tow before heading back to the beach.