On Saturday evening a friend and I tried to enter the club P1 in Munich.
First the bouncer said: “We are not open yet, you have an hour to get organized.”
We came back, we said: “We are on the guest list, we are invited by this woman.” We mentioned the name of the woman.
“We don’t know you,” the bouncer said. “Whether you are invited or not doesn’t interest me. I don’t know you. Good luck.”
“Good night,” my friend said.
Then we went to hotel Charles where we got first-rate treatment.