The Offer

The man at the airport , said that the two free tickets were mine if I put the little package in my suitcase.

I know , I know it was silly , I shouldn’t have believed him or trusted him. It was just such a small thing to do and to be honest I had only came to the airport as I’d found a tube ticket on the ground that took me to Heathrow. I just planned to look at the planes and people watch.

So there I was with the little package in my pocket and instructions to pick up the tickets from the Emirates desk. I had explained to the rather shifty looking man that I had to go and get my suitcase and a few clothes from home as well as my passport and that as I had no money , could he give me a tenner.

I made my way back home , guarding the package as if it held the crown jewels. I couldn’t help but think that it was very generous of the man to give me a tenner.

And then it struck me , the man was up to no good, he was using me as a mule, probably a drug mule. So I didn’t go home , I went straight to the Police Station, the funny package in hand and explained to them what had happened.

I’m pleased to say they believed me , so I filled in the necessary forms and handed over the package to them. What happened after that , I will never know.

Is there a lesson to this, well I suppose there are lots, but two come to mind, trust no one and we need friendly Police Stations.

Namaste and thank you for reading may your omnibeing go with you.