me the mule

Kiron phoned. I answered with some trepidation. He wanted to know if I was going to the meeting. Yes... Why? Could I drop off something for him. I knew it! He wanted something of me. I told him I'd do it but was uncomfortable. If I lost the item, then I'd be in trouble. He said he'd accept full responsibility. Clearly prompted by Tom's reminder to return overdue items. He was feeling guilty. Some pressure. Thought I'd could ease his burden. And I guess he wasn't going to a meeting any time soon.

He then offered me a token. Some small morsel of food I gather. A sweet it looked like. I was very uncomfortable with this. He didn't mean it in an untoward way but I was too upset to think clearly. I refused. I think that really shocked him. Did I violate some custom?

Something else in his hand... In a plastic bag. Finally he asked if I could return the cleaned pillow cases to the CAO. That he slept directly on during the last trip. When he had forgotten all his sleeping gear. But I thought he was going soon?! For the Family Day weekend. He could take it himself. Ah. I see. Another favour. I'm just the errand boy. Here's your sugar cube. The dirty laundry irony was not lost on me.