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.
thenotsomightyom 