I can't grant this wish for long... sorry.
Granted. But it immediately starts raining again. A fierce summer squall. (I love the rain)
I wish it would rain!
Granted. You have a pet goat who thinks it's a cat and climbs on top of you any chance it gets.
I wish I could get this zombie virus under control so people will visit my coffee shop.
Granted. You do, but birds keep thinking they're open and fly into them at a rate of once per minute, even at night.
I wish I could survive as a barista forever.
OMG that sounds AWESOME!
Granted. The cat is now sitting on your face.
I wish my boss would call this customer so he stops pacing around, glaring at me...
I'm going to try and make the switch to starving artist and write full-time while working odd jobs as necessary.
Granted. Your cat is eating one of those considerate golf clubs now.
I wish I owned a little coffee shop somewhere.
This is not a bad thing. I'm quitting in the fall, already have my notice in and everything,
Granted. Everyone is a polite golf club, and the human race goes extinct.
I wish that I could see that guy belly flop one more time.