I'd like to hear stories from anyone who has taken a polygraph exam in Seattle, with Mr. Mungle, for the position of Border Patrol Agent.



I met with Mungle last month - my last step (+ PF2) in the long, tiring process of trying to become a BP Agent. Mungle will flash his I.D., his badge, and even his arrogance. He will ensure you know he has been doing this job over 20 years. He will tell you that he is very direct, and that he doesn't play games. He will ask why you're so jumpy. You try sitting in this chair Mungle, see how long your back can take it before you become jumpy. As you can see, there wasn't really anything about this guy that impressed me. I was ready to leave after listening to him for about 5 minutes. Having nothing to hide, and giving completely honest answers to every question asked, I was advised that I was not telling him something regarding my SF-86, basically that I had ommitted information. In addition to this, I was advised that I was not being completely honest regarding drug use. Mungle wanted answers...I had none for him. I was basically being called a liar to my face, when in actuality, I was being completely honest. Mungle said if I told him what I was hiding, everything would be fine, and I could get through the process. Again, I had no answers for him...I was completely truthful on my background paperwork, did not omit anything as he stated, and did not lie regarding my drug use. Mungle ended the exam, and advised me that he couldn't help me any further if I wasn't going to give him the information he wanted to hear. I was shocked, angry, and devastated that this guy was going to sit here and call me a liar to my face when I did nothing but tell the truth. I left totally dejected, bewildered, knowing that I had gotten this far in the process, just to have it ended for what reasons I still have no idea.



I have read messages regarding applicants who lied and passed, as well as those who were truthful and failed. Unfortunately, I fell into the latter category. It's unfortunate that my future fell into the hands of Mungle, and a cracker jack contraption that portrayed me as a liar. Thanks for absolutely nothing ahole.



