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There's a lot to be said about marital bliss...
A while back there was an opening in the CIA for an assassin. These highly
classified positions are extremely difficult to fill, requiring an extensive
background check, training, and testing before candidates are even
considered for the position. After reviewing several applicants and
completing all the checks and training, the field was narrowed to the three
most promising candidates. The day came for the final test, which would
determine which of equally qualified candidates, would get the job.

The final candidates consisted of two men and one woman. The men
administering the test took the first candidate, a man, down a corridor to a
closed door and handed him a gun saying, "We must be completely assured that
you will complete your assignments and follow instructions regardless of the
circumstances. Inside this room you will find your wife, seated in a chair.
Take this gun and kill her." The man, looking completely shocked said, "You
can't be serious! I could never kill my wife." The CIA man said, "Well,
then, you're obviously not the man for the job. Take your wife and go home."
They brought the next candidate in, the other man, and repeated the
instructions. This man took the gun, walked into the room and closed the
door. However, after five minutes of silence, the door opened and the man
handed the CIA tester the gun, saying, "I just couldn't do it. I couldn't
kill my wife. I tried to pull the trigger but I just couldn't do it." The
CIA man said, "Well, then, you're obviously not the man for the job. Take
your wife and go home."
Then they brought the woman down the corridor to the closed door, handed her
a gun, and said, "We must be completely assured that you will complete your
assignments and follow instructions regardless of the circumstances. Inside
this room you will find your husband, seated in a chair. Take this gun and
kill him." The woman took the gun, walked into the room, and before the door
closed all the way, the CIA men heard the gun start firing. One shot after
another, for thirteen shots, the noise continued. Then all hell broke loose.
For the next several minutes, the men heard screaming, cursing, furniture
crashing and banging on the walls; then suddenly, silence. 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!"