In an alcohol factory the regular wine 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 tested him anyway.
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 left the room, and came back in with a glass of urine. The alcoholic tried it.
"It's a blonde, 26 years old, pregnant in the third month and if I don't get the job, I'll name the father!"