In an alcohol factory the regular taster died and the director was in urgent need of looking for a replacement. A drunkard with 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." A third glass.
''It's champagne, high grade and exclusive'' calmly said the drunk. 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 name the father!"
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