Day 10: Stories of Men

I found this bar in Jongro-1ga last year, randomly with a friend. I remember being attracted to it because, ironically, we were two men and figured the bar was almost calling out to us, as if it were made for us. The name of the bar is '2 Men Story', but the two of us really didn't have a story. Really, none of the people I've gone to the bar with had a story with me, besides the last guy I went with, but the whiskey did all but wipe that story away. The inside decor is your usual industrial, yuppie-style bar, but I don't go for that. I also try to stay away from the mixed drinks, besides the simple ones, because I often see the young bartenders looking at cheat sheets on how to mix a drink. No, I go for the eye candy, because the bar rightly hires only attractive young guys and put them in rather tight white button up shirts. One of the managers is pretty, with nice hair and unfortunate facial hair, but when the jacket comes off the eyes, they go a looking. It's a host bar without hosts and old, rich ladies. But the majority of the clientele are women, or couples, and when groups of men come in, they often leave just as fast when they realize the nature of the bar. If this bar were across the street from where it is currently located, it would be filled with those men and easily identifiable as a gay bar, but alas it is no such place. But of course, that doesn't stop me from going, because hell, at least I have something nice to look at while I pour back the whiskey.