Wish granted. You’re now a six inch pink hot dog simmering in a boiling pot of hot water. You will be eaten shortly with some ketchup, mustard, and relish on top of a potato roll. Your family cries every time they attend a dollar dog night at Wrigley Field.
Wish granted. You forgot to wish for something, which has been interpreted as wishing for nothing. So all your assets have been seized and given to someone you don’t like.
Granted. But you have to live with a Q-er who holds up a 5G sign and says in AOL voice “You’ve Got Cancer” every 5 minutes until the next service call, whatever room you’re in.
I wish I could see without glasses, but also without contacts or surgery.
Wish granted. You found a crumpled up copy of your resume in a box your ex-wife threw to the curb. Unfortunately the crumples make it impossible to scan into your computer. You waste an hour getting the format just right again.
I wish my company would implement a 4 day work week
Granted. You get the equivalent of a perfect 8 hours every night, regardless of how many hours you actually slept. But you piss yourself during that sleep, and once a week it chafes really bad for a day. Like, REALLY bad.
I wish I could find the perfect coffee that tastes awesome black but isn’t too pricey.
Tangent: if you have a Sprouts nearby, I am a fan of their bulk coffees. They have a large variety of beans from different origins with multiple roast styles. Prices are pretty good, and often go on sale.
Wish granted. Your HR department now excels - at giving everyone pink slips. PS - you should have asked for something easier, like world peace. If I was a genie that would use up all three wishes!