In her book, “Blowing my cover – My life as a CIA spy”, by Lindsey Morgan describes the humiliation of having to submit to a drug test at the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA).
A drug test is a technical analysis of a biological specimen – for example urine, hair, blood, breath air, sweat, or oral fluid / saliva – to determine the presence or absence of specified parent drugs or their metabolites. Major uses of drug testing are to detect the presence of performance enhancing steroids in sport or for drugs prohibited by laws, such as cannabis, cocaine and heroin.
According to Moran the process is very humiliating and degrading:
“I am in a medical laboratory at the Central Intelligence Agency, waiting to pee in a cup. The sterility of the atmosphere here – everything is white – chills me to the bone. I am slightly ashamed by the prospect of a drug test, but I want this job badly enough that I’m willing to submit to it.
I’ve just finished another test in a soundproof chamber, raising my right hand every time I hear a shrill high pitched sound, not unlike a dog whistle. One among the many things I must prove over the next few days is that I am not deaf. The sight and hearing exams provide me a surging sense of pride – perhaps, like one of the pioneer astronauts, I possess “The Right Stuff.” The drug test, on the other hand, just makes me feel like a derelict. Why would you want to work for an organization that doesn’t trust you from the get go?…
“Be sure to provide enough urine to reach the designated spot.” A nurse Ratchet look alike with eyes the color of a corpse hands me a plastic cup whose side has been marked half way up with a thick black slash. I take the cup and head into the restroom. My eyes dart about the tiny chamber as I wonder, if the mirror is made of two way glass. If not, where is the hidden camera?
I sit on the toilet, plastic cup in hand and think how I got here in the first place” (pg 1-2).
For more on Lindsay Moran see website: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lindsay_Moran