Name: |
jawjagal
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Subject: |
Wine taster
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Date:
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9/27/2011 5:22:14 PM
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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
drunkard 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'' calmly
said the
drunk.
The director
was
astonished. He
winked at his
secretary to
suggest
something.
She
left the room,
and ca
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