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 2 men and a woman, but
only one position was available.
The day came for the final test to see which person 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 nonetheless 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're down to the woman left to test. Again they lead her to the
same door to the same room and hand 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. Once the door closed, the CIA
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 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 him to death with the chair!"
 see weed mermaid · Sun Oct 23, 2005 @ 12:20am · 0 Comments |
