Combini or I should say konbini is the way Japanese people call "convenience store", like 7-Eleven (Sebun Irebun), AmPm, Circle K (Sakuru K), and Family Mart. They're all 24 hours. Seven Eleven is just about 30 steps from my place. I'm so thankful for it. Whenever we need something or craving something: beer (mostly, for my hubby), snacks, juice, chocolate, we can just run to it. And many times for emergency situations: frying oil, bread, ham, bacon, onigiri and other sorts of quick breakfast. Combinis are very convenient and provide most of your basic needs. Food, I mean real food, like salad, sandwich, oden, fried chicken. Even gloves! And umbrella. Even bill payment. My husband and many people pay their bills in the combini. That's one thing I like about Japan. People, manufacturers, sellers, service providers, still believe their customers. So you can order stuffs from catalogs, or online stores like Amazon or whatever online stores, and pay the bill later in the combini. Awesome. And if you don't like the stuff you order, you can just send it back and never pay the bill, like what I did several days ago with the boots I ordered from Nissen. Really though, I hoped those would be the kind of boots I'm looking for (I'm still looking for a pair that suits me), instead of a girlie looking pair of boots of which tubes too big for my legs and won't make me look cute or feel warm.
And yes, basic needs. For the sake of basic needs, a combini usually has a clean, modern, spotless rest room. I'm just one of millions of people in Japan who would enter a combini just to go straight to its rest room. Of course, as they don't charge you anything for using their rest room, you might as well get a bottle of water, won't you? For your own sake.
None of us, either I, my husband, any of our friends, can really catch the lyrics. So we just make them up. My husband version is, "Get your daily beer at Seven Eleven." And I can just make it up with everything, like "They sell onigiri at Sebun Irebun."
But hey... call me a meanie, but don't you wanna hear my favourite version of 7-Eleven's jingle, as they sell everything you need. "They sell koteka at Sebun Irebun!"
And even meanier, "Chocolate covered koteka at Sebun Irebun!"
Or even the meaniest, "They wear koteka at Sebun Irebun!"