11:11:11...make a wish.

The monitor glared before me in the hum-drum surroundings of the warehouse where I work. The small clock changed times from 11:10 to 11:11. The hope swelled inside my heart while my brain told me what an idiot I had become to hope so hard. Ten seconds passed, and in the eleventh second my clock shown 11:11:11. I kissed my finger, pressed it to the screen and wished as hard as I could. By the time I got home for lunch my wish had come true.