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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 say, "Hey I didn't know that Mary worked here..."
>
> 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 say, "Hey I didn't know that Mary worked here..."
