A few years back, my husband was hired to do a quick job in the Turks & Cacios Islands.

This all happened very quickly and having vacationed there as well as knowing some local business owners, we knew Immigration and work permits were no joke. We had doubts the whole thing would come together in time. The person who hired hubby assured him all would be ok, he would take care of the permit.

Fast forward a few days, we arrive in Provo to the typical entry questions. My hubby barely got the "b" syllable out before the agent #1 jumped off his stool and another ran over to bar our progress as if we were going to make a run for it.

Agent #3 hears the commotion and leans back on his chair, yelling out of his tiny stall "is that the ABC man? Here is his permit" waving an envelop with hubby's name on it.

Agent#1 and #2 seemed very disappointed that hubby was indeed legal and allowed to enter the country.