The regular taster at a fine wine warehouse had
sadly passed away and the director started looking for a new wine taster
to hire.
A drunkard with a ragged, dirty look came to
apply for the position.
The director of the warehouse wondered how to
send him away.
He gave the drunkard a glass of wine.
The drunkard drank the wine and said: "It's a muscat, three years old, grown on a north
slope, matured in large old barrels. Low grade but acceptable."
"
That's correct", said the boss.
Another glass....
"It's a cabernet, eight years old, a south-western
slope, new oak barrels, matured at 8 degrees. Requires three more years for finest results.."
"Correct."
A third glass...
''It's a non-vintage pinot champagne, high grade
and exclusive'' calmly said the drunk.
The director was astonished. He winked at his
secretary to suggest something.
She left the room and came back in with a glass
of urine. The alcoholic tried it.
"It's a blonde, 26 years old, three months
pregnant and if you don't give me the job, I'll name the father."
COMMENTS
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Requiem
21:47 Nov 08 2011
Hah1
Niflheim
03:46 Nov 09 2011
Ohhh burn. He got the job, right?
LOL ;p
philosopher
03:50 Nov 10 2011
LOL! That's fantastic!
OneBadBiteingGirl
07:07 Dec 01 2011
I love it :)