Applying for a Job at 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 two men and a woman, but only one position was
available.
The day came for the final test to see which peson 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 our instructions whatever the circumstances,' they explained.
'Inside this room, you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Take this gun and kill her.' The man looked horrified and said, 'You
can't be serious! I could never shoot my
wife!' 'Well,' said the
CIA man, 'you're definitely not the right man for this job then.'
So they brought the second man to the same door and handed 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 home.'
Now they only had the woman left to test. They led her to the same door
to the same room and handed her 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 husband sitting in a chair. Take this gun and
kill him.' The woman took the gun and opened the door. Before the door
even closed all the way, the CIA men heard the gun start firing, one shot after
another for 13 shots. Then all hell
broke loose in the room. They heard screaming, rashing, and banging on the walls. This went on for several minutes; then all
went quiet.
The door opened slowly, and there stood the woman. She wiped the sweat from her brow and said,
'You guys didn't tell me the gun was loaded with blanks. I had to beat the son of a bitch to death
with the chair!'
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