🙂 Tasteless Tuesday 🙂
In a wine factory the regular taster died and
the director started looking for a new one to hire.
A drunkard with a ragged, dirty look came to apply for the position.
The director of the factory wondered how to send him away.
They tested him.
They gave him a glass of wine. He tried it and said,
“It’s red wine, a Muscat, three years old, grown on a north slope, matured in steel containers.”
“That’s correct”, said the boss.
“It’s red wine, Cabernet, eight years old, a southwestern slope, oak barrels.”
The director was astonished.
He winked at his secretary to suggest something. She brought in a glass of urine. The alcoholic tried it.
“It’s a blonde, 26 years old, pregnant in the third month. And if you don’t give me the job, I’ll also name the father!”