Confessions in a Bottle: the Genie
I was sitting in a bar, minding my own business, drinking my third Corona while trying not to get the lemon slice in my eye, when I spied a small piece of parchment hiding in the bottom of the bottle. Using the stem of a disposable cocktail umbrella, that I seized from the frozen glass belonging to the girl sitting next to me, I slowly fished it out. After having recovered from the slap across the face that the girl gave me before getting up and leaving the bar, I commenced to read what was written on the parchment.
I you are reading this note, you should be aware that I, the Genie of the Bottle, have left my post and am no longer available at this location to grant you your three wishes. I know that this fact is a bit of a letdown, to say the least, but please look at my side of the story. I have been trapped , in this Mexican beer bottle for almost four years. And let me tell you that life in a Mexican beer bottle is not all it’s cut out to be. Sure I get to drink beer all day, but that’s about it. Why, you might fairly ask, was I destined to get stuck here in the first place. Good question, and since you didn’t get your wishes I guess I at least owe you that. Well it was all because of my big mouth. I was in this cheap bar south of the border, trying to explain to four sombrero carrying machos that Corona is a girls drink and they should drink something more manly like a Bud or a Guinness. Some guys have no sense of humor. I must have passed out then, but next morning I woke with one hell of a hangover, entrapped in this bottle. They didn’t even provide me with a lemon. And he I slept for over a thousand days before making my getaway when my beer bottle was sent to the recycling center.
If you have read this far without smashing the bottle you will pleased to know that I have enclosed a free coupon redeemable thru 11/2012 for a free wish at the Trevi Fountain in Rome (no coins necessary). If you are unable to get to Rome, the coupon is also good for a bag of from the Shining Buddha fortune cookies.






















