Office Wishes

You are sitting at your desk surrounded by a mountain of work. You've never been so overwhelmed in your life. So much to get done. You'd only been working at Richards for a week and be on top of things, so you don't know how you were so behind. It doesn't help that all day you've had some clawing suspicion that you've been forgetting something.

"Happy Birthday to you," you hear in the hallway, "Happy Birthday to you!" You now see your co-workers walk in holding a cake, lit with candles. Shit, you'd forgotten your own birthday.

"Happy Birthday to you!" your project manager Steven is holding the cake.

"Happy birthday, make your wish!" he says lowering the cake to you so you can blow it out.

"Y'all didn't have to do this." you say, "I've only worked here a week.

"Don't even think about it, you're part of the team and it's your birthday. Just don't tell Mitch and we're good." Nia said, "Now make a wish before you get the cake icky." You try to think of a wish. Wish to finish this work? Get a promotion? Get laid? Dang so many wishes, how can I choose one

I wish for unlimited wishes. You think to yourself as you blow out the candles. The candles release a green smoke as you blow, which Nia quickly swats away with a manila folder.

"I told you not to use those weird organic sage candles, Logan," Nia says coughing on the smoke.

"Hey, they're better for the environment...and they were on sale." Logan retorts back.

"We need to have this cake fast before Mitch finds out okay." he looks at you, "because I would never hide anything from the boss." He winks. It's a running joke in the office that Mitch is a corporate asshole. Logan quickly slicing up the cake, his beefy arms making quick work of it and soon everyone takes a slice, returning to their cubicles/offices. You soon enough finish the cake and return to work. It's slow going, you barely understand the work you are doing. You lean back in your chair feeling overwelmed.

"Damn, I wish I was smart enough to do this a whole lot faster." You think to yourself shutting your eyes and then lean forward. "Alright, wishing my problems away isn't going to do anything." You look again at the work and you have a sudden epiphany. The work seems easier, like alot easier. You figured out one thing and it's as if all the pieces fell into place. You don't how you were remembering specific things, but within an hour, you had gone through a whole week's work.

"What the fuck was I doing before?" You stand up and go to talk to Steven, your project manager. He smiles and you enter. Damn, he has nice teeth.

"I finished."

"Finished what," he replies still smiling.

"The case files. All of them?" you reply. Steven looks shocked.

"What really! That's incredible. It normally takes new hires a year to get them done in twice the time." Steven replies standing up. He walks up to you, continuing talking, but you get distracted by his body. You can't remember the last time you had sex and Steven was really hot.

I wish he'd want to take off his shirt. You find your inner horndog think. Then suddenly to your surprise, you hear Steven ask,

"Hey, would you mind if I took my shirt off? It's really fucking hot in here."

"Uh...yeah sure," you somehow blirt out. Steven smiles.

"Thanks." He unbuttons his suit shirt and starts taking it off.

What the fuck is going on? you think to yourself, _Why are my wishes coming true. I need to test this one last time something incredibly specific. _I wish that Steven's phone would ring, that it was a telemarketer selling car insurance, then Steven would look in the mirror and comment about how he needed to work on his pecs. Then he would realize that he had a craving for a beer and ask you to get drinks with him after work.

Right as you finish your thought, as if right on cue, Steven's phone rings.

"No, I don't want your car insurance, I'm happy with my current provider." Steven hangs up the phone and looks in the mirror. "Damn, I need to hit the gym," He says, squeezing his pecs. He then turns to you. "Wanna get beers after work? I've been craving one all day." You are in shock. It all played out like in your wish. Had your wish really come true for unlimited wishes?

"Yeah sure," you reply, clearing you mind. You get up and wave to Steven as you leave to go back to your desk. As you sit down, you think of what you wanna try wishing for.