What do you do?

Simple questions can have complicated answers. For me it’s not always easy to answer the question, “What do you do?” In the U.S., where the idea of a post-graduate service program is not quite so unusual, it’s not difficult. I say it’s something like the Peace Corp. with the Catholic church and then give a laundry list of the places I work. Here in Chile being a full-time volunteer is unknown and explaining myself can be tricky.

That said, there’s no worse time for complicated answers than when the police are asking the questions. After I received my latest visa I had to re-register my current details with the police. I went to the central office in Santiago, waited two hours, and finally got to sit down at one of the officers’ workstations. He reviewed my triple-copied pile of paperwork. He asked my name, birthday, address, and then the dreaded question: what are you doing here?

I gave the concise version, “I’m a volunteer with the Catholic church, working in social services.” “Oh. Are you studying at Universidad Catolica?” No. “Are you an exchange student?” No, I already graduated from college. “So what did you receive your degree in?” Philosophy. A pause. “What did you say you do again?” I gave a slightly longer version, with the names of the places I work. Silence.

I sat uncomfortably for five minutes as the officer pecked away at his computer. Finally he printed out my white card and sent me on my way. I was so relieved to be done that I only looked at the card after I had left the building. It read, “ACTIVITY IN CHILE: NONE.” To worsen the blow, the back side told me that I had to inform the police if I ever changed my work. Together with my present status it meant, “Let us know if you start doing anything.”

What do I do? Well, according to the Chilean police, nothing.