I tried this late last summer, when I heard parents' plans for both The Store and Grandmother. So whenever that rolled around (and when you seek to make a wish at 11:11, you notice when it's 11:11, often, so I did it a lot), I would utter under my breath a litany of wishes to keep The Store open and to keep Grandmother at home. I threw in my hopes for Grandmother's help from her, um, absent-mindedness, and if I had extra seconds I wished to get laid and to get a good job, respectively.
Well, The Store's just about gone and Grandmother's been packed away to just across the river. So I just wanted to let y'all know that if you make a wish on 11:11, it ain't gonna fuckin' work.
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