FUCK! Okay, I'm at the thrift store, and someone bumps in to me. While desperately trying to grab a nearby shelf so I don't fall on my ass, my hand brushes what I think is an antique crystal liquor decanter. THe person who bumped into me is nowhere to bee seen - a store employee saw all this but decided to do nothing about it. So I grab onto a shelf to steady myself as I stand up - and there's smoke coming out of the decanter BLUE SMOKE. The smoke clears and there's a Persian guy standing there wearing pastel hammer pants - he tells me.....wait for it.... HE'S A FUCKING GENIE! No explanation, no nametag (genies are supposed to wear nametags.) He thanks me for freeing him from his prison, and offers me three wishes. So I can't put him back in the decanter and tell him someone knocked me over and I didn't mean to free him. And I have no idea who that person was. They could even live a couple of miles away. But I go door-to-door trying to find out - nobody within a few houses of the thrift store would admit to bumping in to me. So somebody isn't getting their wishes. I guess eventually they will find the genie and ask for their wishes and the genie will be all "I offered a guy three wishes, he just stood there like a dumbass not wishing for things" Now here's the best part - every fucking person in the store is managing to walk around without bumping into anyone and inadvertently freeing Persian air spirits. So tell me how in the holy fuck somebody able to shop can't pull off this simple task? THEY HAD ONE JOB! Walk around a store without making physical contact with others, full stop. I'm not wishing for anything. All I can say is "lesson learned" (hopefully) if whomever knocked me over ever wants a genie to grant them wishes. GODDAM WHY ARE PEOPLE SO FUCKING STUPID AND/OR DON"T GIVE A SHIT THESE DAYS? NO FUCKING ATTENTION TO DETAIL OR COMMON SENSE! I hope I read about this person going ape-shit in a store because they freed a genie and didn't get their wishes. Also, how come none of the store employees called an Uber to take the genie to a hotel or something? I'm sure as hell not giving him a ride.
Did anyone else on the store see the genie? Cuz, I’m thinking, in today’s world with cameras everywhere, somebody would have seen something.
