The incredible secret

Back when I was a naive and potentially persuaded individual (2006), I applied for a new job. I know that is crazy to me, as I'm about the only 1 to read this, but it's true. What was it I ask? I know the answer, I applied for the CIA. It was an interesting process actually. I found that the secrecy involved made me paranoid. Believe it or not I restrained from telling my pops. When I told my girlfriend at the time, I received a call the next day. Secrecy is important, and scary. To this day I am proud of how far I made it in their selection process. (1 step shy) I have yet to this day to receive mail in my box that does not have a post mark. I have scurried away all these documents and correspondences for my own self importance. Thank god that the CIA is selective and the dog walkers in front of my house are no longer CIA recruiters. But is that guy with the great dane a spy? Boy was I/am paranoid about this. whoisamerica.blogspot.com Eric P.S. The story is completely true, except for the great dane being a spy.