Opening with the CIA
A few months ago, there was an opening with the CIA for an assassin.
These highly classified positions are hard to fill, and there's a lot of
testing and background checks involved before you can even be
considered for the position. After sending some applicants through the
background checks, training and testing, they narrowed the possible
choices down to 3 men, but only one position was available.
The day came for the final test to see which man would get the extremely
secretive job. The CIA men administering the test 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," they
explained. "Inside this room, you will find your wife sitting in a chair.
Take this gun and kill her."
The man got a shocked look on his face and said "You can't be serious! I
could never shoot my own wife!"
"Well," says the CIA man, "you're definitely not the right man for this job
then."
So they bring the second man to the same door and hand him a gun.
"We must know that you will follow instructions no matter what the
circumstances," they explained to the second man, "Inside you will find
your wife sitting in a chair. Take this gun and kill her."
The second man looked a bit shocked, but nevertheless took the gun and
went in the room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes, then the door
opened.
The man came out of the room with tears in his eyes. "I tried to shoot
her, I just couldn't pull the trigger and shoot my wife. I guess I'm not
the right man for the job."
"No," the CIA man replied, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife
and go the hell home."
Now they're down to one man left to test. Again they lead him to the
same door to the same room and hand him the same gun. "We must be
sure that you will follow instructions no matter what the circumstances.
This is your final test. Inside you will find your wife sitting in a chair.
Take this gun and kill her."
The third man took the gun and opened the door. Before the door even
closed all the way, the CIA man heard the gun start firing. One shot after
another for 13 shots. Then all hell broke loose in the room. They heard
screaming, crashing, banging on the walls. This went on for several
minutes, then all went quiet. The door opened slowly, and there stood
the third man.
He wiped the sweat from his brow and said "You guys didn't tell me the
gun was loaded with blanks! I had to beat the bitch to death with the
chair!"
