A friend was in front of me coming out of the Synagogue one day, and as always the Rabbi was standing at the door shaking hands as the congregation departed. He grabbed my friend by the hand and pulled him aside. The Rabbi said to him, "You need to join the Army of G-d!" My friend replied, "I'm already in the Army of G-d, Rabbi." Rabbi questioned, "How come I don't see you except for Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur?" He whispered back, "I'm in the secret service."