In an alcohol factory the regular taster died and the director started looking for a new one to hire.

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,
“Its red wine, a muscat, three years old, grown on a north slope, matured in steel containers.”

“Thats correct”, said the boss.

Another glass.
“Its red wine , cabernet, eight years old, a southwestern slope, oak barrels.”

“Correct.”

The director was astonished.
He winked at his secretary to suggest something.

She brought in a glass of urine. The alcoholic tried it.

“Its a blonde, 26 years old, pregnant in the third month.  And if you don’t give me the job, Ill also tell whos the father!”

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This came from a teetotal friend.