The Origin
“I wish for unlimited data,” you said.
The genie, freshly uncorked and underpaid, smiled.
One second later, a portal opened in your backyard. Suddenly you're ankle-deep in raw datasets, your Wi-Fi is sentient, and there’s an elf offering to optimize your RAM usage for 4 copper coins an hour.
Lesson? Genies are literal. And a little passive-aggressive.
So next time you find yourself standing before a glowing gate of eternal data—remember to be specific.
And never say “surprise me” to a magical being with Wi-Fi.
Block 0017: [When You Ask the Genie for “Unlimited Data” and Forget to Specify]
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