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..."
