I had just arrived at the bar. It was strangely empty. I motioned the bartender.
“Excuse me, but I’m here for the networking event? I know I’m a few minutes early, but I think I’m in the right place – do you know where it is?”
The bartender looked at the schedule, and came back over.
“Actually, it looks like the event is tomorrow…” she informed me, half-apologetically, trying not to smile.
“Oh.” I said. “Well – hm.”
I had driven half an hour to get there, and rush hour was just starting. If I left then, it would’ve easily taken me an hour to drive back home.