100%(3)3 out of 3 people found this document helpful
This preview shows page 51 - 56 out of 451 pages.
upon return from annual leave.” My heart sank. This wasn’t good.Usually an officer moved directly on to a second tour in the field if thefirst one had been successful, [Text has been redacted here.] and theAgency was not hiring enough new officers to fill the often boring butnonetheless critical support jobs at Headquarters. A new edictrequired first-tour officers to return to Washington at the completion oftheir assignments. This made for quite a bit of grumbling in the ranks;we had all joined the Agency anticipating spending the bulk of ourcareers overseas because not only was overseas work more
professionally challenging, it was also the fastest way to get promoted.The last thing I wanted to do was return to Headquarters, but I had fewalternatives. I had not acquired a “godfather” as some of my malepeers had done. There were few senior female operations officers toact as mentors and the male officers seemed naturally to gravitatetoward the young-buck officers who reminded them of themselves atan earlier, hungrier stage.As I packed up to leave, my mind raced with plans. [Text has beenredacted here.] I had enjoyed an easygoing camaraderie with mycolleagues at the Station, but realized that as much as I valued theircompany, it wasn’t a prerequisite to my professional success orpersonal contentment. To my surprise, I realized that I had anentrepreneurial streak, and wanted to test it further. As I wrapped upbreakable items in newspaper, I began to develop a plan [Text hasbeen redacted here.]
CHAPTER3[Text has been redacted here.]When I checked back into Headquarters in Langley, Virginia [Text hasbeen redacted here.], I reacquainted myself with the vast building andits endless, featureless white corridors. It had just been significantlyenlarged with a modern new addition, and connected to the “old”Headquarters building by two long sunny hallways and a soaring atriumanchored at one end by an enormous American flag. Besides the faintglamour of the new building, Headquarters boasted a redesigned andspruced-up cafeteria, dry cleaning services, a small gym, and anenlarged gift shop where you could buy nearly anything from shotglasses to baseball caps emblazoned with the Agency seal—verypopular with visitors. [Text has been redacted here.][Text has been redacted here.][Text has been redacted here.][Text has been redacted here.][Text has been redacted here.][Text has been redacted here.][Text has been redacted here.] Although my initial poly had notbeen painful, it is an experience that no one ever likes. This time,however, I approached the dreaded exam armed with a colleague’sadvice: treat it like a Catholic confession. That is, tell the examinerabsolutely everything, every excruciating detail that you think mighthave relevance to the question posed. At a minimum, you’ll bore thepolygrapher to tears. I used this tactic, dredging up every possible
incident that might negatively affect my responses and it worked like acharm; I was in and out of the claustrophobic exam room in a recordthree hours.