He Tasted One Glass… and Knew WAY Too Much
A wine warehouse needed a new head taster.
An old man showed up—messy, smelled like he’d already started the job.
The manager sighed… but decided to test him.
Glass #1.
The man sipped.
“Three-year-old Muscat. Northern grapes. Steel tanks. Average quality.”
“Correct.”
Glass #2.
“Eight-year Cabernet. Southern slopes. American oak. Needs a few more years.”
“Impressive.”
Glass #3.
“Champagne. Pinot Blanc.”
Now the manager was stunned.
He exchanged a look with his assistant.
She left… and came back with a glass.
Not wine.
The man took a sip.
Paused.
Then said calmly:
“Blonde. Mid-20s. Healthy… about three months pregnant.”
Silence.
He put the glass down.
Looked straight at the manager.
And smiled.
“If you don’t hire me… I can tell you who the father is.” 😏
