The New Wawa In Center City Philadelphia Is Truly Life Changing
There are several defining moments in every person’s life. The day they are born. When they get married. The day they die. Well, folks. I recently had one of these moments when I walked into 1900 Market St and had the most joyous Wawa experience of my entire got dang life.
I wrote the blog on Friday introducing the newest Wawa in the world. 7000 square feet, 25 “bar seats”, the list goes on and on. So naturally I had to head on over to see what all the scuttlebutt was about. And let me tell ya–I was no disappointed. Which is a rarity when you live in Philadelphia.
Just look at how crisp and clean that ordering station is. It’s a thing of beauty. I honestly couldn’t tell if I was in a Wawa or a 5-star restaurant. It felt like I should have had to make a reservation or something. But no. You walk right on in and order your 10-inch Buffalo Chicken Tender Sandwich right then and there. Incredible.
There’s even a station for ICE COLD Beverages. You’ve got one of those machines where you can throw a billion different flavors into your coke. Always a fan of Vanilla Coke. One of life’s greatest pleasures. You’ve got slurpee’s for days. Iced coffees, iced teas. You name it. They say that 85% of the world’s smartest people prefer cold drinks over hot ones. Wawa caters to the best and brightest.
Was the service at Wawa too fast and you still want to kill some time during your lunch break? Well good news for you is that this Wawa comes equipped with a counter top and some bar seats just for that reason. Now you can have a fancy dine-in experience at America’s favorite convenience store. And those little circle pads you see on the countertop? Those are just some wireless phone charging ports. No big deal or anything.
The code to the bathrooms is 123456. Because we all know the first thing you have to do after demolishing a Gobbler and taking down a 20 oz. Wawa coffee is rock a massive dump. They say you shouldn’t shit where you eat. But I think that saying is a bunch of malarkey. Shit wherever you please and these Wawa shitters are pristine. Or at least they were for 24-hours. Not sure if that’s still the case or not.
Overall I’d rate this Wawa a 13/10. A helluva experience through and through. It’s reasons like this that get me out of bed in the morning.
P.S. – didn’t even notice that I got all dressed up for this. Funny how that works.