You leave. I stay. You need something i help all i can. You want something i get it for you. I'm your genie, your underapericated genie. The one you hardly notice, that is until i say no.

When I say no you'll raise your voice with unpleasant things. When i say no you automatically assime I'm a brat or bitch. It's what you do. Every time.
So what do I do? I birch inside my head for a good few minutes and then pick myself up again and start being nice to you.

What would happen if o acted like you? The way everyone else was? Would that grant your wosh and give you the person you always wanted?
Maybe. However, Genies are tricky you have to be disruptive with them. So when you say
'I wish you weren't so annoying!'
Let's turn me up. Let's make me louder! Let me turn up my music amd dance to it on the way home, even though you'll walk away. I won't care! I granted your wish, and that's what Genies do.