That wasn't me. That was one of the pillow djinn's lovers. And though the elf recovered from his fall, the incident is used often, when new employees are hired into the company, as what not to do. Too the insurance company was most displeased to have to pay for the smoke damage to the hollow tree. The company's insurance premiums went up for a couple years and the Girl Scouts almost didn't have their income raising Cookie Sale that year.
Ahhh I remember it now - the elf was caught by a hunky fireman and went on to become 'the one' rather than 'one of many' the pillow djinn wished him well (and offered a glowing reference!)
We met at a discretely popular Coffee Emporium and spent most of the time not making eye contact. Thank goodness one of us, I don't remember which, forgot their credit card and being the good person that we both are, chased down the other to tell them to come back to the store. We got to talking and, with blushing laughter about the wait staff on the walk back, formed our friendship.
Cute but I don't own a credit card, proving this fallacy.
Wasn't it you who streaked through the high street? I provided a towel to spare your blushes and we both giggled when the policeman's proffered handcuffs turned out to be fluffy!
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Date: 2015-08-06 06:47 am (UTC)Wasn't it you who streaked through the high street? I provided a towel to spare your blushes and we both giggled when the policeman's proffered handcuffs turned out to be fluffy!