Three applicants showed up at the CIA for the position: two men and a woman.
To qualify, they were brought to a large metal door and handed a gun
with the instructions to go inside, find their spouse sitting tied to a chair
and, without delay or discussion, to kill the spouse.
You can't be serious! said the first man, I could never shoot my wife.
He failed the test and was told to take his wife and go home.
The second man took the gun and entered the room. All was quiet for
about five minutes, when he came out and, with tears in his eyes, said
that he tried, but could not bring himself to pull the trigger.
He also failed the test, and he left, hugging his wife - both in tears.
Finally, it was the woman's turn. She took the gun and went into the room.
Shots were heard, one after another, followed by screaming, crashing
sounds, loud banging on the walls. Then all was quiet. The door
opened, and the woman appeared, sweaty and disheveled.
What kind of !@#$!@#$ test was that? she asked. That @#$%@# gun
was loaded with blanks, and I had to beat the $#%@#$% to death with
the chair!
There's a moral here, but we'll let it pass.
She got the job.