The CIA had an opening for an assassin. After all the background checks,
interviews, and testing were done, there were 3 finalists- 2 men and a
woman. For the final test, the CIA agents took one of the men to a large
metal door and handed him a gun.
“We must know that you will follow your instructions, no matter what the
circumstances. Inside this room, you will find your wife sitting in a
chair. Kill her. ”
The man said, “You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife.”
The agent said, “Then you're not the right man for the job. Take your wife
and go home.”
The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went
into the room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes. Then the man came out
with tears in his eyes. “I tried, but I can't kill my wife.”
The agent said, “You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home.”
Finally, it's the woman's turn. She was given similar instructions to kill
her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one
shot after another. They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls.
After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood
the woman. She wiped the sweat from her brow.
“This gun was loaded with blanks,” she said. “I had to beat him to death
with the chair.”
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