Years ago when I first moved here I met friends of mine who were in grad school there after work. I’m the only one in a suit, which I think explains the interaction I had. Friends walk in first, no cover. I start to walk in, and the doorman demands a cover from me. It’s 6pm, no band playing yet, but they will start at 8pm. Well after we’re gone, a fact that doesn’t matter to him.

He insisted that I, and I alone, pay a cover charge. My friends were inside wondering where I went. One eventually came out and heard us, so we bounced.

It was the dumbest doorman interaction I’ve ever had. I’m sure the bar is great based on everyone’s love of it, but I wasn’t feeling like giving them any of my money after that interaction.