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I forgot about this incident from a few weeks ago.

Me and a friend were heading into town - some new club. Friends were waiting for us in the place already.

Got off the bus, and were both in need of a bathroom having had some pre-club brewskis. We see a bar just down the road. That’ll do, says I. Then we’ll head to the club. Sorted.

We walk in. It’s fairly packed. They had live music too.

We get into the bathroom and the following conversation ensues.

“Did you see that performer?”

“Yep. Some chap in drag.”

“Yeah. Weird.”

“Man, did you notice how few women were out there?”

“Yeah, and how many of the lads were drinking feckin’ cocktails?”

“You know what this means, don’t you?”

Then some guy walks into the bathroom. My mate, having had a couple of beers, turns to him and says, without any shame or hesitation whatsoever, “Is this a gay bar?”

“Yep, you didn’t know that no?”

Both of us : “Nope.”

“So you’re not staying then?”

“Probably not, no.”

We then had to do the exiting walk of shame. Walking in somewhere just to use the bathroom is shameful enough in my eyes, but this extra element of embarrassment was a lovely gloss to the whole situation.

We made our blushing exit, keeping our eyes firmly on the door.

Neither of us are at all homophobic, but we’re young lads, so walking into a gay bar by accident was a little unnerving for some reason.

Good story though.

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