A scruffy retired Navy Chief came to apply for the position. The director wondered how to get rid of him, so he gave him a glass to drink.
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 acceptable.”
“That's correct!” said the boss. “Another glass, please.”
“It's a ‘Cabernet Sauvignon’, eight years old, south-western slope, oak barrels, matured at eight degrees. Requires three more years for the finest results”, said the Naval man.
“Absolutely correct. A third glass please.” the boss replied.
“'It's a ‘Pinot Blanc Champagne’, high grade and exclusive”, calmly said the old retired chief.
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 alcoholic tried it. “It's a blonde female, 26 years old, three months pregnant, and if I don't get the job, I'll name the father.”