A Dirty Fork

A blind man walks into a restaurant and sits down. The waiter, who is
also the owner, walks up to the blind man and hands him a menu.

“I’m sorry, sir, but I am blind and can’t read the menu. Just bring me a
dirty fork from a previous customer. I’ll smell it and order from
there.”

A little confused, the owner walks over to the dirty dish pile and picks
up a greasy fork. He returns to the blind man’s table and hands it to
him. The blind man puts the fork to his nose and takes in a deep breath.

“Ah, yes, that’s what I’ll have — meatloaf and mashed potatoes.”

Unbelievable, the owner thinks as he walks towards the kitchen. The cook
happens to be the owner’s wife. He tells her what had just happened.

The blind man eats his meal and leaves.

Several days later, the blind man returns and the owner mistakenly
brings him a menu again.

“Sir, remember me? I’m the blind man.”


“I’m sorry, I didn’t recognize you. I’ll go get you a dirty fork.”

The owner retrieves a dirty fork and brings it to the blind man.

After another deep breath, the blind man says, “That smells great. I’ll
take the macaroni and cheese with broccoli.”

Walking away in disbelief, the owner thinks the blind man is screwing
around with him and tells his wife that the next time the blind man
comes in he’s going to test him.

The blind man eats and leaves.

He returns the following week, but this time the owner sees him coming
and runs to the kitchen.

He tells his wife, “Mary, rub this fork on your panties before I take
it to the blind man.”

Mary complies and hands her husband the fork. As the blind man walks in
and sits down, the owner is ready and waiting.

“Good afternoon, sir, this time I remembered you and I already have
the fork ready for you.”

The blind man puts the fork to his nose, takes a deep whiff, and says,
“Hey I didn’t know that Mary worked here…”

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