At a winery, the regular taster died and the director started looking
for a new one to hire.
A drunkard with a ragged, dirty look came in to apply for the position.
The director of the winery wondered how to send him away. He gave him a glass of wine to try.
The drunk took a mouthful 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.
This is a Cabernet, eight years old, a south-western slope, oak
barrels, matured at 8 degrees. Requires three more years for finest
A third glass...
"It's a Pinot Blanc Champagne , high grade and exclusive,'' the drunk
The director was astonished. He winked at his secretary, secretly suggesting 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 I don't get
the job I'll name the father."