" When you pull up to the CIA headquarters in Langley, you have to shout your Social Security number out the window into a speaker, like when you’re ordering fries at a drive-through. Much like the Union that the Agency was formed to protect, the system, it seems, could be more perfect. " True story: I went to a job interview on Redstone Arsenal which meant I needed to get a vehicle pass. The recruiter sent me an ema…
I used to work in D.C. in/around DoD and Middle Eastern affairs. Not the Lords work, but in a geographic area and domain that people just associate with spooks. Even now, as a software engineer in a non-related field and metro area, upon hearing about my background everyone, and I mean everyone, will at some point joke about me being a spy or working for the CIA. I find it funny that no one has ever thought that this also means I'd be the LEAST likely to be anything clandestine. I think half of it stems from the fact that I'm just an average white dude from the Midwest; My brown or black co-workers were never seemed to be suspect.