The CIA had an opening for an assassin.After all the background checks, interviews and testing
were done, there were three finalists: two 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 the 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 are not the right man for this 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 five
minutes. 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, so take your
wife and go home."
Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same
instructions to kill her husband.
She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard
one after another. They heard screaming, crashing, and banging
on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened
slowly and there stood the woman, wiping sweat from her brow.
"The gun was loaded with blanks," she said.
"I had to kill him with the chair………........."
were done, there were three finalists: two 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 the 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 are not the right man for this 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 five
minutes. 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, so take your
wife and go home."
Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same
instructions to kill her husband.
She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard
one after another. They heard screaming, crashing, and banging
on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened
slowly and there stood the woman, wiping sweat from her brow.
"The gun was loaded with blanks," she said.
"I had to kill him with the chair………........."
