Blind man's good sense of smell

A blind man walks into a restaurant and sits down. The waiter, who is also
the owner, 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 curious, the owner walks over to a dirty 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!" In the kitchen, the owner exclaims to his wife Theresa, who
is also the cook, and tells her what has just happened.

A few days later the blind man returns, and the owner brings him a menu.

"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 again 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."

In disbelief, the owner tells his wife Theresa that the next time the blind
man comes in he's going to test him.

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

He tells his wife, "Theresa, rub this fork on your panties before I take it
to the blind man." Theresa does it and hands her husband the fork..

As the blind man sits down, the owner is ready. "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 Theresa works here?*