Sunday afternoon I was in the most fabulous of moods, was already make the most of the absolutely stunning weather by way of BFree’s Eat.Drink.Chill Day Party at Ballpark Village. Too bad the security workers in their Bud Light uniforms absolutely killed my vibe. After making my way past Teddy’s folks – who were nice as can be as usual – I hear somebody say “I need to see your license, registration and all of that. “License and registration, what part of the game is this?” a young lady asked, taking the words right out of my mouth. After I gave him the look of utter death, and told him that was not cool, he made it like I can’t take a joke. I thought to myself, “sir, if there was any other crowd than an urban, would you have even ‘joked’ like that,” but just cut my eyes and kept it moving. –It put such a bad taste in my mouth, which is such a shame because Teddy brought out all the beautiful folks to kick it – and he was awesome as always. It was everything you could ever want in a day party. He even had a secondary neo-soul side that essentially became overflow area as all the movers and shakers made their way through. I would start naming names, but I wouldn’t be able to do anything else with all the folks who stopped through. It would have been among my all-time favorite day party experiences if the BPV door staff hadn’t made me feel downright uncomfortable.
