I got a txt message to meet up with a female friend of mine for drinks. I had just eaten dinner and that's when I got the txt. I was up for a drink because it was late in the week and I needed to let off some steam. When I got off the subway, I called to let her know I was within a few blocks away. She was inside the wine bar and she sounded underwater. I didn't understand what she was saying so I proceeded to the area where she had first told me to go. The wine bar was somewhere in the middle of the block on the north side. I paced back and forth because it seemed like there were only restaurants. I noticed a bar without a sign and decided that had to be the place based on the fact that every other establishment on the block was a restaurant. When I walked in, it was pretty dark and I tried focusing my eyes on finding my friend. As I was looking around the dark bar area, I noticed that people were making out. Wait, it was actually men. That's when it became very apparent that I had not walked into a wine bar but a gay bar. I calmly smiled at the bartender and quickly did a U-turn. I called my friend and asked her where the wine bar was and she said it was at the end of the block, and not in the middle. Ohhhhhhhhhh!
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