It's My Job!

clipped from antiprotester.blogspot.com For instance, I arrived at one sensitive Afghan installation unannounced and when I explained to the lead gate guard that I was there concerning a future construction project at that facility, he immediately got on his radio and spent about 15 minutes trying to get permission to let me in. Once successful, he personally escorted me to the Afghan general in charge of the facility, who saw me at once. After the general looked me over and asked some questions, he appointed one of his officers to guide me to the site and answer all my questions. Then the general gave me his card to take to other agencies so I could "drop" his name if such need arose. Such reasonable, good-faith effort on the part of any Iraqi official would have been immediate cause for giant celebration after my initial shock had worn off. But when I thanked this Afghan general for seeing me and helping me he simply said, "But of course - it's my job." After hearing that I almost fell out of my chair.