02-28-2002, 05:15 AM
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 .45 revolver.
"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 this job."
The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about five minutes. Then the man came out with tears in his eyes.
"I tried, but I can't kill my wife," the man said.
"You don't have what it takes. 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. Six shots were heard, one shot after another. The agents heard screaming, crashing and 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 is loaded with blanks. I had to beat him to death with the
chair."
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 .45 revolver.
"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 this job."
The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about five minutes. Then the man came out with tears in his eyes.
"I tried, but I can't kill my wife," the man said.
"You don't have what it takes. 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. Six shots were heard, one shot after another. The agents heard screaming, crashing and 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 is loaded with blanks. I had to beat him to death with the
chair."