Best One

Okay, Best One, explain something to me. What exactly is it that you are best at?
Best convenience store on Fairfield Street perhaps? Well, you’ve got me there. You are the only convenience store, but I’m still not entirely sure you qualify. Mainly because there is nothing particularly convenient about you. Plus, you don’t store much.
Sure, you are open 24 hours, but to what end? Your wine shelves have dust on, you stock perhaps the most limited selection of soft drinks I have ever borne witness to and your milk is HIGHLY suspect. What could it be that I have forgotten to buy that I may find within your walls?
What was that place that sold everything? I forget. It isn’t this place though. Did I make that up?
Oh, it also has an Internet ‘café’ attached. This is usually occupied by one person using Skype to speak to Africa on a crappy computer. No food is served.
Um, that is all.
Milk is something that it is pretty odd to be suspicious of too. I just want to go on record there.