A blind man can’t read the menu

A blind man enters a restaurant and sits down.

The owner, who is also the waiter, hands him a menu. The man responds, “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.”

The owner, puzzled, brings him a greasy fork from the dirty dish pile. The blind man sniffs it and says,

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

The owner is astonished and tells his wife, the cook, about the incident.

A few days later, the blind man returns. The owner again mistakenly hands him a menu.

The blind man reminds him, “Sir, remember me? I’m the blind man.” The owner apologizes and fetches another dirty fork. After sniffing, the man orders, “That smells great. I’ll take the macaroni and cheese with broccoli.” The owner, still in disbelief, decides to test him next time.

The following week, the blind man returns.

This time, the owner quickly goes to the kitchen and tells his wife, “Mary, rub this fork on your panties before I take it to the blind man.” Mary complies. The owner gives the fork to the blind man, who sniffs it and says, “Hey, I didn’t know that Mary worked here…”