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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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At a wine merchant's, the regular taster died
and the director started looking for a new one to hire.
A d*unkard with a ragged, dirty look came to apply for the position.
The director of the factory wondered how to send him away.
They gave him a glass to drink.
He tried it and said,
"It's a Muscat , three Years old, grown on a north slope,
matured in steel containers".
Low grade but acceptable.
"That's correct", said the boss.
Another glass....
"It's a cabernet, eight years old, a south-western slope,
oak barrels, matured at 8 degrees.
Requires three more years for finest results.."
"Correct."
A third glass...
''It's a pinot blanc champagne,
high grade and exclusive'' said the d*unk calmly.
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." |
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