The man with an Orange for a head

Jim had a long day at work. It was a Wednesday afternoon, but he still chose to go to the bar and grab a drink. It was mid October, so it was a little chilly. The wind was blowing a good bit. The bar was a few blocks from his job. He finally arrived at the bar. He had been here ay least a hundred times. As I said, it was Wednesday, so not many people were there. In fact only two people were in the bar: the Bartender and a strange looking man in the corner. Jim knew the bartender well so he ordered his usual drink, and decided to go sit with the strange man in the corner. As jim walked closer he realized that the man had an Orange for a head! This shocked jim but he didn't want to be rude. So he sat down and started a pretty casual conversation.
The man with an Orange for a head eventually acknowledged his strange appearance and told jim that he'd tell his story if he bought him a drink. Jim orders the man a drink, and he begins to tell the story. "Well, as a young man I found an old lamp in the attic of my first home. As fate would have it, there was a genie in the lamp!" He was very charismatic. "Of course he offered me three wishes for setting him free. So, as any young man would do, I wished to be the richest man in the world." Jim is awestruck, "so, you're the richest man in the world?"
The orange man replied, "Yes, In fact I own this bar. But that's beside the point. I still had two more wishes. For my second wish, I wished that I was the most desirable man on earth. And before you ask jim, yes it came true. It can get pretty annoying." Jim just laughed and asked many many questions about what happened afterwards. It carried on late into the evening. The man with an Orange for a head got up to leave, but jim stopped him. "Wait! What was your third wish?!"

The man with an Orange for a head stopped, and looked at Jim for what seemed like an eternity.

Then he finally spoke, "I wished for an Orange for a head"