I worked as a security guard at Bonnaroo one year, and a beautiful woman came to our gate looking for help. I could tell she had a stutter and was struggling to communicate that she needed help. I was trying to talk with her when a supervisor came over and started screaming at her to leave the area because it was for vendors only. No one else could tell she was stuttering and just thought she was on drugs. I wish I could have talked with her more.