[ WP ] A man with above average intelligence wishes for the world to be smarter . He is delighted to find that his wish has come true , until he realizes that he is now the least intelligent man in the world .

Ben stood up in pride as he completed his work, gazing upon his metallic creation. One free wish. He looked down at his ragged clothes, the alley he'd been sleeping in. `` Alright, Wishbot, activate. I wish everyone else on Earth were smarter.'' 
 
 `` Sir,'' Wishbot gently interjected, `` might I suggest you simply wish for wealth? As noble a pursuit as broadened intelligence is, you had built me with the intent to rectify your current predicament.'' 
 
 `` No shit. Look, I'm killing two birds with one stone here. You know that.'' 
 
 `` Sir, perhaps you could prevent... unforeseen circumstances if you stick to the simple.'' 
 
 `` I've foreseen them. I've foreseen the shit out of them. You're dumb right now, you'll understand. So, Wishbot, activate wish.'' 
 
 The dustbin-like machine let out a sigh of resignation as it began to charge up. A flash went off, followed by a cheery little ding to signify completion. Ben brushed some of the goop off his suit, and ran back to the front of the building, a comedy venue. The bouncer glared at him. 
 
 `` I thought I told you to fuck off. You ai n't good enough for the Goof Ball. Besides, you smell like vomit.'' 
 
 Ben gave a smug grin. `` Well, I believe if you'll reconsider my jokes, you might just have a different take. Also, that is vomit. I vomited.'' 
 
 `` You had one joke. Schrodinger's dick in a box.'' 
 
 Ben's grin grew wider. `` I bet you love it now that you get it, eh? Eh?'' 
 
 The small tin robot wheeled out of the alley. `` Sir, if I may - we know what Schrodinger's Box is.'' Murmurs of agreement emanated from a nearby group of homeless people. 
 
 Ben snorted. `` So, *now* what do you think? I told ya, Wishbot, all this species needed was a little brainpower.'' 
 
 The bouncer rolled his eyes. `` We all told you we got it the first four times you mentioned it. It's stupid.'' 
 
 Ben's eyes widened in horror. `` *What? * Maybe I did n't calibrate Wishbot properly. You'll love it when you realize what I meant.'' 
 
 `` No, you calibrated me fine. We still get the joke. We got it every time, sir.'' 
 
 `` Nonsense! Utter nonsense!'' 
 
 `` Jesus Christ, already,'' came a voice within the pile of homelessness. `` Enough's enough. Look, if you're so damned smart, how's about you look at your panties? Study yourself some knot theory?'' 
 
 The bouncer chuckled. `` Heh. Good one.'' 
 
 Ben screamed.
