Kicked out of the Red
Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 3:30 pm
On Saturday night April 1,2006 at approximately 10:00 pm I was officially kicked out of the Red by a table full of irresponsible drunks behind Miguel's. My demise began Saturday am at about 12:30 am when aout 30 to 50 people arrived and set up their tents in arow 6 inches in front of our tents. So far so good. After all this Miguel's and it's all good. But then instead of moving up to the fire and talking, yelling and laughing they decide to do that in front of our tents. Still, this is Miguel's and It's all good. I start to go to sleep and then I smell the odor of Marijuana burning. I have been clean and sober 10 years. I got high along time. I won't judge others if they want to consume pot but let's face it I don't think it is fair that I breathe second hand smoke while I am try ing to sleep.whetther it is pot or tobacco. I did not respond well to what I feel is an invasion of my space. I came out of my tent yelling at the unsuspecting fellers and they looke dat me with glazed eyes and proceeded to ignore me. I went to pee and came back they were gone.
I talked to Miguel about this and he was not happy.
He asked me to point out the offenders and agreed to kick them out and ban them from Miguel's. I told him I really did not want that to happen an I thought they got the message.
I was wrong.
Saturday night at around 7:30 we were all gathered around the fire and a young lady was tend to the fire stoking and adding wood when someone through a wad of firecrackers into the fire and they exploded in her face. Hot coals spewed everywhere. She was wearing glasses or she would have been hit in the eyes.
My friends 4 month old puppy broke from her grip and ran off towards the highway. I tried to identify the perpretrator but the coward slithered off and everything settled down. a few minutes later another firecracker went off behind the group around the fire. Once again the punk snuck off undetected. Finally we found the puppy shaking and cowereing by another person's van who was comforting the animal. When we returned to the fire I was talking to 2 friends when someone came up behindn them in the dark and drop firecarackers behind them exploding.
I followed the worm to a picnic table full of men who were drinking and confronted the coward in a less than diplomatic manner.( It is true that I raised my voice and used foul language)
Hwe refused to respond to my initial question when a thug at the end of the table asked me why it was any of my fucking business. and I told him it wasn't funny. I got dmad I used threatening and foul language(which I regret) and I stared around the table towards him and another guy who stood up. As I was alone and there were 6 or 7 of them I picked up one of their wine bottles( a mistake I admit) and went to finish our conversation. He accused me of being the most hostile person he had ever met and this was the second time I had confronted them in a hostile manner (referring to the night before). We both stared getting louder and more threatening when More peaceful and calm guys interceded saying "This is Miguel's man, not here, not cool etc." I backed off and he kept yelling stuff to which I very maturely responded. But that was the end of it. My friends helped me calm down. I sat for awhile by my tent and I felt rotten.
I wish I had handled it better. Calmer. With love instead of anger and aggressiveness./ That I didn't makes me aware of the growing still in front of me. To any one there that saw my response I am sorry.
After about an hour I deceded that I had to tell that table of guys that I was sorry for my loud, threatening behavior. I approached the group, and directed my attention to the loudest one and told him I was sorry for my behavior. Not surprisingly he yelled at me that the apology was not accepted and I was a big asshole(at times probably true)
He continued to rant about this was the Red and if I wasn't a climber I had no business at Miguel's or in the Red and I should leave and never come back. Blah , blah, blah.
I told him it wasn't necessary for him to accept my amends but I was sorry for my part.
I packed my tent and stuff and drove back home.
I will never stay at Miguel's again.
I talked to Miguel about this and he was not happy.
He asked me to point out the offenders and agreed to kick them out and ban them from Miguel's. I told him I really did not want that to happen an I thought they got the message.
I was wrong.
Saturday night at around 7:30 we were all gathered around the fire and a young lady was tend to the fire stoking and adding wood when someone through a wad of firecrackers into the fire and they exploded in her face. Hot coals spewed everywhere. She was wearing glasses or she would have been hit in the eyes.
My friends 4 month old puppy broke from her grip and ran off towards the highway. I tried to identify the perpretrator but the coward slithered off and everything settled down. a few minutes later another firecracker went off behind the group around the fire. Once again the punk snuck off undetected. Finally we found the puppy shaking and cowereing by another person's van who was comforting the animal. When we returned to the fire I was talking to 2 friends when someone came up behindn them in the dark and drop firecarackers behind them exploding.
I followed the worm to a picnic table full of men who were drinking and confronted the coward in a less than diplomatic manner.( It is true that I raised my voice and used foul language)
Hwe refused to respond to my initial question when a thug at the end of the table asked me why it was any of my fucking business. and I told him it wasn't funny. I got dmad I used threatening and foul language(which I regret) and I stared around the table towards him and another guy who stood up. As I was alone and there were 6 or 7 of them I picked up one of their wine bottles( a mistake I admit) and went to finish our conversation. He accused me of being the most hostile person he had ever met and this was the second time I had confronted them in a hostile manner (referring to the night before). We both stared getting louder and more threatening when More peaceful and calm guys interceded saying "This is Miguel's man, not here, not cool etc." I backed off and he kept yelling stuff to which I very maturely responded. But that was the end of it. My friends helped me calm down. I sat for awhile by my tent and I felt rotten.
I wish I had handled it better. Calmer. With love instead of anger and aggressiveness./ That I didn't makes me aware of the growing still in front of me. To any one there that saw my response I am sorry.
After about an hour I deceded that I had to tell that table of guys that I was sorry for my loud, threatening behavior. I approached the group, and directed my attention to the loudest one and told him I was sorry for my behavior. Not surprisingly he yelled at me that the apology was not accepted and I was a big asshole(at times probably true)
He continued to rant about this was the Red and if I wasn't a climber I had no business at Miguel's or in the Red and I should leave and never come back. Blah , blah, blah.
I told him it wasn't necessary for him to accept my amends but I was sorry for my part.
I packed my tent and stuff and drove back home.
I will never stay at Miguel's again.