Genies are probably just super bored stuck in their magic lamps, have to get their entertainment when and where they can.

Hey, now, that’s unfair to third world countries. Some of them actually have functioning public health systems.

Got a concussion in a pillow fight. I was in the top bunk in a lean-to at summer camp when I was maybe 13 or 14. Forgetting the low ceiling above me, I jumped to my feet, planning on launching a pillow at someone poking around another bed. Promptly slammed my head into the ceiling, knocked myself out and wound up going to the doctor shortly after. Pretty sure I still have a disc somewhere with images of the small minor brain bleeding I got as a result.

While simple, it can honestly be kind of fun to just go in and let them know. When I was recently laid off, it went something like this.

HR: “I know this might be a shock–”

Me: “Yeah, you’re letting me go, I know. Here’s my work laptop and badge, I’ve got all my stuff in a box outside, what do I sign? Trying to catch the next train home, so I have like 20 minutes.”

It totally threw off my boss and the HR lady trying to do their sombre, dignified thing, and was pretty funny to watch.