Tweet A few years ago, in my desperation to work and live in Africa I decided to try and join the foreign service. Now, I did understand the fact that I would not necessarily end up in Africa, and I also understood that I was going to have to waste two years of my life in the consulate division. For those of you who don't know, working as consulate officer in an embassy is the most boring job ever. You are literally trapped in cube land processing visa paperwork; definitely my definition of hell. However, desperate times called for desperate measures and I took the test... and failed. Three years later, I understand why. There is no doubt, I would have killed myself if I would have made it into the foreign service.