The Local Customs Of Visa

　　 Travel abroad The previous application visa made me a big fight. visa When the time comes, there is so much torment, so if you want to place your visa on the visa side, focus on the little details of the visa officer's big work style. visa office It has become the customs of the country, and the visa officer has also changed into a human movie of the country.

The German Consulate in San Francisco is a deep courtyard. Behind the black carved iron gate is an old security guard like ah Chi Po, wearing a fisherman's hat. God's work is very simple. She guides the visitor to what direction he should go in and examines the belongings. The toilet is located in the corner of the visa room, and it has 90 degrees of lip to mouth with the visa interview window. If the interview is capricious, it is easy to be attracted by the movement of big beads and small beads falling from a plate. The layout of the visa room has sauna style, from the top to the four walls are rough logs. The Germans are meticulous in their orderly system. Even though the number five or six is waiting to work, they still need to get the number first when they enter the room, and then wait for an old woman in silence.

There are no guards at the gates of Italy's consulate in San Francisco. All the visas and civic matters are conducted in the same office as the branch of the Agricultural Bank of China. When the door was pushed in, there was a sense of Magic: the old women who listened to a lot of people acted as if they were talking in a long way. There were three working windows in the room, and four men and consulates were gathered in a pile, surrounded by a woman in a window. They were all the joys of the weekend flea market in Rome's old workers' district. There were four men in Italy. I asked the man who was waiting for a job to have a number system here. The man was puzzled. "The system is not! Where are you staring at someone?" Some people have studied the queuing style of Europeans, and the results show that Italians and Spaniards are most lack of queuing consciousness. They believe that queuing is bound up with human nature.

My humanity plunged into a mess of troops. It was hard to get round. The visa officer was a rare middle-aged man with no expression in Italy. He sang out the required documents one by one, and I showed him the same way as the imperial decree. He was too lazy to see it. The only thing that hangs him up is the castle that I will lodge in Italy. The visa officer carefully checked out the deposit receipt I printed out, and asked for the detailed address of the castle. At last, I dug up a castle map, which was shaped like a medieval siege. It is estimated that the castle with a good price and good feng shui really makes the visa officer slammed, and it is also the number of private goods that can be collected by a boring visa for one day.

The security situation of the US embassy in Rome is in sharp contrast to Italy's embassy in the United States. The embassy has only five visible steps from one post to two sentinels. The sentinel is still reporting to sentry II with a walkie talkie. How can I move from one post to the two whistle without any suspense? The visa room is a movable house like a small bag of foreman in the construction site. Because the environment is cramped, the applicant stands by the wall and has a few minutes to see the work from the countryside. There are only about ten appointments in the morning, and the workload is quite relaxed. The interview for the visa officer is probably a little boring. The woman visa officer was young and did not exercise in the wind and waves, so there was nothing to do with the public affairs of the public. I had a deep sympathy for the documents I needed to carry a pile of visas during my trip, and the strict policy on the policy could only be given to me for the two round trip visas in three months. She was begging me in good faith and suddenly eyed the Bohemian necklace on my neck. I wanted to put on a sword to give the hero a great show, but when she saw that she had already signed the "approval" stamp on my application form, she turned the hand to pick the necklace and scratched it. Only the fairy showed her where to buy it, but the little girl was very excited.

It seems that the visa officer's work is really boring. You must do your job well: otherwise, you will be a visa officer.