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A few months ago, there was an opening with the CIA for an assassin. These highly classified positions are hard to fill, and there is a lot of testing and background checks involved before you can 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 on 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”, said the CIA, “you’re definitely not the right man for this job then.”

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 on 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 with tears in his eyes. “I tried to shoot her, but I just couldn’t pull the trigger. I guess I’m not the right man for the job.” “No, you don’t have what it takes,” said the CIA. “Take your wife and go home.”

The woman is left to test.

Again, they lead her to the same door and hand her the same gun. “We must know that you will follow instructions no matter what the circumstances. Inside you will find your husband sitting on 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 rang out. They heard screaming, crashing, and banging on the walls. This went on for several minutes, and 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!”