In an alcohol factory the regular tester 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 with a drink. 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.
Another glass.”It’s red wine, cabernet, eight years old, a south western slope, oak barrels.”
“Correct.”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, three months pregnant, made inside the office. And if you don’t give me the job, I’ll also tell who’s the father!”
The boss collapsed…
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 with a drink. 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.
Another glass.”It’s red wine, cabernet, eight years old, a south western slope, oak barrels.”
“Correct.”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, three months pregnant, made inside the office. And if you don’t give me the job, I’ll also tell who’s the father!”
The boss collapsed…
