OK, Master Jay, never been to one of your events so not going to comment, good to see that you DID put in there that you intend to straighten things out in a true business like professional manner.
I would suggest (time permitting of course) that ID's are checked, as you said it is an over 21 event and to ensure no further comments like those from evil loops occur (sound business sense as your reputation is that which builds you and your career in such an industry).
However making such comments on its not what you know but who you know is a blatant threat, why is it everyone over here seems to know someone so high that they can throw you out of the country without your feet touching the floor, if you have to rely on (not aimed at you directly MJ) someone else to fight your battles then why bother trying to fight them?
Good luck for tonight regardless!
You're born, you take s**t. You get out in the world, you take more s**t. You climb a little higher, you take less s**t. Till one day you're up in the rarefied atmosphere and you've forgotten what s**t even looks like. Welcome to the layer cake son.
Glad the childish behaviour has stopped now.
OK, Master Jay, never been to one of your events so not going to comment, good to see that you DID put in there that you intend to straighten things out in a true business like professional manner.
I would suggest (time permitting of course) that ID's are checked, as you said it is an over 21 event and to ensure no further comments like those from evil loops occur (sound business sense as your reputation is that which builds you and your career in such an industry).
However making such comments on its not what you know but who you know is a blatant threat, why is it everyone over here seems to know someone so high that they can throw you out of the country without your feet touching the floor, if you have to rely on (not aimed at you directly MJ) someone else to fight your battles then why bother trying to fight them?
Good luck for tonight regardless!
You're born, you take s**t. You get out in the world, you take more s**t. You climb a little higher, you take less s**t. Till one day you're up in the rarefied atmosphere and you've forgotten what s**t even looks like. Welcome to the layer cake son.