The Navy Winetaster

At a wine merchant’s warehouse the regular taster died, and the
director started looking for a new one to hire.

A retired Chief Petty Officer, drunk and with a ragged dirty look, came
to apply for the position. The director wondered how to send him away.

They gave him a glass of wine to taste.

The old Chief tried it and said, “It’s a Muscat three years old, grown
on a north slope, matured in steel containers. Low grade but

“That’s correct,” said the boss. “Try another glass, please.”

“It’s a cabernet, eight years old, south-western slope, oak barrels,
matured at eight degrees. Requires three more years for finest

“Absolutely correct. A third glass.”

‘‘It’s a pinot blanc champagne, high grade and exclusive,’’ said the
drunk calmly.

The director was astonished and winked at his secretary to suggest
something. She left the room and came back in with a glass of urine.

The old Navy Chief 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.”

very good wb!

Ha ha ha, not sure how I missed this the other day. Very good

T x

Another belter!