I’m an Immigration Officer!

"Please state your name, origin, and purpose of entry. You have five minutes."

That’s how my career began… with an executed coworker and three simple rules.

I became an immigration officer in a world where one wrong move means a death sentence — and you only need to remember three things:

Speak of yourself in third person.
Always be polite.
And never, ever be late.

Because being late? That gets you executed.

Welcome to bureaucratic hell.
Or, as I like to call it — the dream job.